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Story Title: MOTHER OR CHILD 🚸🍼

Chapter 1

“I love you sweetheart, I hope you have a wonderful day,” Heather Dawson said after giving her husband a peck on the cheek. Jack was her husband of twenty years. They had been high school sweethearts and married just a few years after graduating high school. Heather had just turned forty but reveled in the fact that she could still pass for twenty-five. Her long blonde hair and her curvaceous figure still turned heads.

But Jack remained the love of her life. They had made a life together. Their daughter Amy had just started community college. She and Jack had worked hard to make sure she needed for nothing. When Amy was young, she stayed home during the day to care for her, while Jack was at work. But when Jack came home in the afternoon, Heather went off to her job waiting tables. It wasn’t glamorous, but it was work. After Amy started school, Heather managed to land a job as a secretary for an attorney’s office. Heather was a hard worker both at her office and at home. She rarely had time for herself. What little downtime she had, she struggled to relax. There was always something else that needed to be done, folding clothes, or managing the family’s finances.

It wasn’t that Jack didn’t work hard or help out, but she always had to delegate tasks for him. If not told to do something, he was oblivious to the things begging to be done around him. She was never angry or disappointed with him, just tired. So when Jack left that house that morning, she let out a long sigh. Her job had rewarded her an extra week of vacation as thanks for all hard work. She decided to take the week to focus on herself. With the house to herself, she decided it was time for some self-care.

She went down stairs into the basement and retrieved a box. She carried it back to her bedroom and opened its contents. The scent of baby powder ushered in a feeling of relaxation. She found her favorite red binky and popped it into her mouth. She rummaged through the box until she uncovered a pink onesie. She pressed the soft fabric against the side of her face. It had been way too long. Heather pulled out a thick diaper and giggled at the crinkly noise it produced. She slipped out her dress and let it fall to the floor. After sliding out of her panties, she laid down on the bed. She positioned the diaper underneath her bottom. This was always the hardest part. After a few minutes of adjusting, she fastened the tapes. Satisfied with her work, she put on her onesie. She grabbed a baby bottle and headed for the kitchen.

Heather still struggled with some embarrassment, but it was easily eclipsed by the joy she felt when she was able to regress. In these moments, she had no cares or concerns. No one needed her to do something. She could just relax. As she filled the bottle with milk, she wondered what it would be like to have a caregiver. She fantasized about surrendering all responsibility. But there was one major problem: she had never told a soul about this side of her. Although she told Jack almost everything, she had managed to keep this hidden away all these years.

With her bottle filled, she toddled into the living room and turned on the tv. After browsing what to watch, she settled on Doc McStuffins. She curled up on the floor with a blanket and started nursing her bottle. All of her adult cares floated away. She felt so contented that her eyes started to grow heavy. In a few minutes she was fast asleep.

“Heather, sweetheart. Can you wake up for mommy?” a voice said while lovingly stroking her hair. Heather opened her eyes and saw her mother, Jocelyn, smiling at her. “Wha…what are you doing here?” Heather asked. Then it dawned on her that she was still in her onesie and a diaper and panic set in. She jumped up and ran to her bedroom. “PLEASE LEAVE!” she yelled. Jocelyn quickly followed her.

“Calm down sweetheart. Please settle down or mommy will spank you right now,” Jocelyn commanded. The threat of being spanked stopped Heather dead in her tracks. She hadn’t been spanked since she was a little girl and she certainly hadn’t used the word mommy in a very long time. Heather turned around to face her mother and started to weep. “Please, please go. I am so embarrassed. How disappointed you must be at seeing your grown daughter dressed like a baby.” She slumped on the floor and cried.

Her mother, kneeled down and comforted her, “I’m not disappointed at all and you could never do that.”

Heather sniffled, “Why are you here?”

“Well, your husband came home earlier and saw you sound asleep. He had to get back to work and so he called me to see if I could come and watch you,” Jocelyn responded.

Panic and mortification set in again and she sobbed louder. “Oh god, Jack probably thinks I’m a total freak and will leave me.”

“Enough of that nonsense, little one. If he thought that then he wouldn’t have called me to come look after you. He loves you. I am sure there are some things that he will want to discuss when he gets back this evening,” Jocelyn said. “Now, we have two options as I see it,” she continued.

Heather looked up confused, “What?”

“Well you can change out of these clothes and we pretend like this never happened or you let mommy take care of you,” Jocelyn offered.

Heather’s mouth was agape. She struggled to find any words.

“Before you answer, I want you to know, that you shouldn’t be embarrassed at all. I am happy to have my little girl back, but should you decline this, I won’t offer this again. So what will it be sweetheart?” Jocelyn asked.

Heather didn’t know how to respond. She was confused and scared, but the prospect of being looked after seemed too good to be true. She popped her thumb in her mouth, closed her eyes and let her bladder go.

Jocelyn watched as her daughter’s diaper started to sag on her hips, “Well I guess we need to go change my baby’s diaper?”

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Chapter 20

            Brian awoke with a sopping wet diaper. He started to cry wanting out of the crib. He soon heard the door open as both women walked in. He immediately noticed that both of them were wearing nightgowns. Why would Samantha be wearing one of mommy’s nightgowns? But he was more concerned about his soggy diaper. “Oh mommy is here,” Rebecca cooed. “Let’s get you changed out of that icky diaper.”

            He laid on the changing table sucking his thumb while she cleaned him up. She decided to leave him in just his diaper for the afternoon. “Me no nakey,” he exclaimed indignantly.

            “Babies don’t mind at all. Besides, that way mommy can tell when you need changing. Now let’s go snuggle. Mommy and Auntie need to talk to you about something.”

            The three walked out into the living room. They sat down on the couch and Rebecca sat him on her lap. “Mommy thinks you can be a big boy for a few minutes.” Brian felt his grown-up mind in control again. “First off, I want you to know that mommy loves you with all of her heart. I am so happy to be your mommy. Mommy would never leave you. Mommy knows that you love being a baby. But,” she paused. Brian felt apprehensive.

            “But mommy knows that its hard for you to be a big boy now. I need you to know that you cannot be both my baby and my husband. That isn’t fair to mommy.”

            Brian grew upset and tears began to flow. He got off of her lap and cried out, “I’m not a baby, I’m not a baby. I can go back to being your husband. We can forget all of this and go back to how it was. Please!”

            “Brian, please don’t be like this. I’m not mad or angry at you, but I think you know deep down that you don’t want to go back to being a big boy. You are happier as mommy’s baby. Brian this isn’t up to you anymore.

            Brian sobbed, “Please let me try being a big boy.” He dropped to his knees begging for her to hear his plea. He felt his bladder release and he peed his diaper.

            “Brian, look at me. What did you just do in your diaper? Big boys don’t pee themselves. You aren’t a big boy. I want you to repeat after me. I am just a baby.” she instructed. He looked down at his swollen diaper. She was absolutely right and he was always going to be her baby. “I’m a baby,” he repeated over and over again.

            Something clicked in his brain and he knew exactly who and what he was. He was a baby and she was his mommy. He stuck his thumb in his mouth and decided to show her just how much of a baby he was. With a grunt, he filled the back of his diaper, “Me went poopy mommy.”

            “Mommy is so proud of you,” Rebecca said. “There is one more thing you need to know. Auntie Samantha is going to move in with us and help take care of you. I want you to also start calling her mommy.”

            Brian was shocked, but knew his old life was over. This was his new world. His only response was that he wanted to nurse. Rebecca placed him laid him on her lap and he started to suckle. He tasted a few drops of milk. As he quietly nursed, Rebecca knew that he would never again object to being a baby again. Maybe it was the effects of the file she had played or maybe his deep-seated desires had completely taken over. Whatever the case, his transformation was complete.

 

The End

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Chapter 19

Rebecca poured them each a glass of wine. “You are really a pro at this Samantha,” Rebecca said.

“Well I did a lot of babysitting in high school and college. I almost pursued early education as a career, but clearly didn’t work out that way,” Samantha responded. There was something about Samantha that put Rebecca at ease. Although they had never spent much time together and never just the two of them, she felt as if she had known her for years.

“Can I be candid with you Samantha?” Rebecca asked.

“Of course,” she replied.

“I love Brian to pieces. He is my world. I am so happy that I am able to be is mommy. But…” Rebecca froze.

“But what?” Samantha implored.

“Well this last week has been a whirlwind. A week ago, I knew my husband as a strong, confident man and now I am changing his diapers. I’m not sure I can ever see him the same again. Don’t get me wrong. I don’t want things to go back to the way they were, but I’m not sure if I will ever see him as my husband anymore. Does that make any sense? Am I being selfish?” Rebecca asked looking for guidance.

“You are not being selfish at all. You have needs too. I think what you have done for Brian is amazing. I admire the sacrifice you have made to give him this, but don’t bury your own needs. Brian chose to be a baby, but he will need to realize that he is no longer your husband. You are his mommy from here on out and he will need to accept that. It may be hard on him, but I have seen how quickly he has transformed into a baby. You never know, one day you might want another partner to help look after him,” Samantha said with a smile.

“Another partner?” Rebecca asked. “I hadn’t even thought of that.

Samantha gave a devious grin and twirled her finger around a strand of hair, “I don’t know. Maybe he needs two mommies?”

Rebecca was stunned. Was Samantha suggesting what she thought she was? She had always been attracted to other women, but never given any thought to the idea of dating a woman. “I, I don’t know,” she mumbled. Samantha leaned over top of her and kissed her lips. Rebecca sat frozen for a moment, but she capitulated to Samantha’s advance and returned the kiss.

Samantha gave her a wry smile, “Well we could discuss the idea more in the bedroom if you like?’

Rebecca’s heart pounded. She had butterflies in her stomach. She didn’t know if she should be doing this. What about Brian? He might be crushed, but then again, she Samantha was right. She had needs too. Rebecca got up and ran into the bedroom. Samantha stood before her completely naked and all of her hesitation vanished. The two collapsed into the bed.

Rebecca, flushed with excitement, whispered into Samantha’s ear, “I need you at my breasts.”

“With pleasure!” Samantha replied. Samantha aggressively sucked at her breasts and started to taste something sweet. She smiled and looked up at Rebecca, “I think your milk is starting to come in.” She went back to sucking her nipples. Rebecca arched her back with pleasure. Samantha kissed Rebecca’s stomach and then down to her pelvis. She soon had Rebecca in ecstasy. “I want you to be his second mommy,” she exclaimed as she came.

“I was hoping you would say that,” Samantha said. The two kissed and held each other while Brian slept, completely unaware of what was happening in the room over.

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Chapter 18

            Brian almost sprinted to his car, he was so excited. He raced home and ran into the house. He was like the kid jumping out of his skin to see what Santa brought on Christmas morning. “Mommy, I’m home!” he shouted. Rebecca hurried to meet him before he went any further into the house.

            “Are you ready for your surprise, little one?” she asked.

            “YES! I can’t wait any longer,” he said excitedly.

            “I know baby, but we have to do one thing first,” she explained as she grabbed his hand. Brian let out an exasperated sigh and stomped his foot in indignance. Her smile changed to a motherly glare in an instance, “You better change that attitude right now or you will have a sore bottom. Do you understand me?” Brian nodded. “Alright,” she said as the warmth returned to her voice. She grabbed his hand and took him to the bedroom. She stripped him out of his work clothes and checked his diaper. “All dry,” she proclaimed.  She fastened a pacifier to his onesie. “Alright its time. Are you ready?”

            “Yes!” he answered.

            “Are you sure you are sure?” she teased him. “Ok, I need you to close your eyes real tight,” she instructed. She grabbed his hand and exited the bedroom.

            “Where are we going mommy?” he asked impatiently.

            “I can’t tell you that,” she snickered. She opened the door to the nursery and guided him to the center of the room. “Ok, you can open your eyes now!”

            Brian opened his eyes. He was totally flabbergasted at the sight that beheld him. He couldn’t speak he was in such shock. He had never anticipated something like this. The nursery was painted in a soft blue. He saw his name stenciled on the wall, over the adult sized crib. Samantha showed him his changing table and his playpen filled with toys. There was a loveseat in the corner where she could nurse him. She took him to the closet filled with outfits and all of his diapers. Brian still couldn’t process it all. He was excited, but scared simultaneously.

            She led him back over to the crib to show him the stuffed polar bear. “I hope you liked this,” she said as she handed it to him.  Brian accepted it and squeezed it tight. Tears started to form in his eyes. He was so overcome with emotions that he didn’t know how to respond.

            Rebecca had anticipated that this would overwhelm him. She took his hand and squeezed it tight, “Brian, a week ago you agreed to be my baby. You have done such an amazing job this week. I know its been scary. But I know even when you are feeling more babyish, it can still be hard to quiet those big boy thoughts. I want you to be able to truly let go and to feel and act just like a little baby.” She saw the confusion in Brian’s face and paused. “Mommy thinks that you will use your diaper just like a baby, even when you need to go poopy.”

            “Ok, I know that I have gotten used to wetting, but I have never once messed myself. This is going to far.” But then he felt a rumble in his belly. Brian’s mind raced, trying to figure out what to do. He felt like he was supposed to do something when he felt the urge to go, but all that popped into his mind was his diaper. He wore his diapers because he wet and messed them like a little baby. That was perfectly natural. He lurched forward and his thumb found his mouth as he filled his diaper. His bladder cut loose causing his diaper to sag in his onesie.

            “What was that baby, you have never messed yourself?” she laughed, pleased at what she had just witnessed. “Mommy will get you changed soon.”

            Brian started to whine, “Please, can you change me now?”

            “Oh baby, you better get used to being in a full diaper. You will get changed when mommy thinks it is time.” Rebecca walked over to the love seat and sat down. “Why don’t you come here and you can have mommy’s booby. Would you like that?”

            Although Brian was upset, he couldn’t pass up being at her breast. He started to walk over, when Rebecca spoke again, “Mommy thinks you aren’t old enough to walk yet sweetie.”

            Brian stopped in his tracks. His legs felt wobbly. He tried to take one step forward, but he plopped down onto his butt, spreading the mess around his diaper. “Can you try crawling over to mommy?” she asked. Brian found that much easier as he scooted over to love seat. He put his hands on the couch to steady himself as she helped him get up. Brian watched with great eagerness as she removed her shirt and opened her nursing bra. Brian closed his eyes and started to suckle. “It won’t be long before mommy is able to make real milk for you sweetheart.”

            Brian felt safe and secure at her breast. Rebecca whispered into his ear, “Brian, mommy has one more surprise for you.” Brian broke his latch and looked up at her. “Mommy thinks you are just a baby and all of your big boy thoughts and feelings will go bye-bye for awhile.”

            It felt as if a drain was being unplugged in his brain. All of the things he learned were all leaving him. He was losing all of his words. Numbers were becoming meaningless. He stared up at Rebecca. He tried to say her name, “Webe, Weee-bek.”

            “Oh sweetheart, I am your mommy. Can you say that?” Brian tried, but all that came out was ma-ma. “That was so good baby,” giving him a big smile.

            Although his adult mind was draining from him, he was gaining other feelings. He felt the squishiness of his diaper. He saw the colors of the room and the toys in his playpen.

            “Ma-ma,” he chortled. Rebecca pulled him back to her breast, as her baby once again nursed. After a few minutes, she lifted him up. Brian immediately started to wail, just like an infant. She put his pacifier in his mouth. She summoned all of her strength to pick him up and carried him the few steps to the changing table. She undid his onesie and surveyed the messy diaper. “My, my you are a stinky baby, but mommy doesn’t mind.” She cleaned him up and rediapered him. She knew carrying him all over the place was unrealistic and so she whispered to him, “Mommy thinks you can walk if you hold her hand.”

            She helped him down from the table and led him over to the playpen. She opened up the gate to it and ushered him, closing it behind him. He plopped down and started to crawl around. He started to explore all of the toys, even putting some in his mouth. Rebecca smiled, “Ok, mommy will be right back with your dinner.”

            She returned with two bottles of formula. She released the side rail of the crib and positioned a pillow to lean back on. She brought Brian over and got him into the crib. She laid a pillow over her lap and brought him over to feed him. Brian mewled as he drank the formula. After he finished the second bottle. She laid him down with his pacifier. She went to the closet to pick out a footed sleeper. She got him dressed for bed and laid him back down. She kissed him on his forehead and raised the railing back into place. “You have had a long day and my baby needs his sleep.” She cranked the mobile over his crib and turned on the baby monitor. She crept towards the door, turning on nightlight as she closed the door. Brian suckled on his pacifier and stared at the mobile overhead. The sun was just going down, but Brian let out a big yawn and closed his eyes.

            Rebecca went to the kitchen and poured a glass of wine. She pulled out her phone and texted Samantha:

            Well I made him a complete baby tonight. I just laid him down in his crib.

            Samantha: Oh he must look adorable in it.

            Rebecca: Oh he really did. Hey, would you like to come over tomorrow?

            Samantha: I would love to.

Rebecca sipped her wine. She couldn’t believe how well the hypnosis training had worked. She knew she would have to continue making him listen to it, but he was completely under her control....

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Chapter 17

            Friday dawned bright and clear. Rebecca was so excited that she could barely sleep. Today was the big reveal. Brian’s training over the week was better than she could have ever anticipated, but she couldn’t have done it without Samantha’s help. She kept regressed just enough throughout the day that Brian was growing more and more comfortable when he was little. He grew more accustomed to freely wetting his diaper both at home and at work. But Rebecca was most curious to see how powerful the hypnotic training had been. Time would tell.

            Brian snuggled over to her expecting to nurse. This had become part of their morning routine. As he nursed, she tried to imagine how well he would transition to sleeping in his crib. All week she had debated whether or not he would sleep in his nursery permanently or just on occasion, but as the week progressed, she started seeing him differently. She saw him less and less as her husband, but as her baby. Although, he nursed from her daily, her sexual desire for him diminished. This was not to say that she loved him any less, but the relationship was transforming.

            After a few minutes, she got him off into the shower. While he cleaned up, she prepared him a bottle. He seemed so peaceful and content while he drank his bottle and she got him diapered and dressed. As it neared the time for him to leave, she broke the news, “When you get home sweetie, mommy has a big surprise for you.” Like the inpatient toddler he was becoming, he pleaded with her to tell him what it was, but she refused to budge. “Alright off you go, you will know the surprise soon enough. Know be good for Samantha.” She kissed his cheek, “Mommy loves you. “

            As Brian drove to work, he noticed that he felt different this morning. The apprehension and anxiety that plagued him every morning seemed to have dissipate. For the first time, he felt truly comfortable wearing his diapers while not regressed. Although it was scary how easily he could be regressed, he was starting to be at peace with it. He knew that he would be taken care of.

            He arrived at his building and casually strolled to his office. He sat down and reveled in the thickness of his diaper. Maybe more people would understand if they just gave it a try. Very soon, Samantha made her presence known came in. “Good morning baby,” she said in a chipper mood.

            “Hi auntie,” he replied with an equally cheerful tone.

            “Well, aren’t you in a good mood this morning?” she enquired.

            Brian eagerly nodded, “Mmmmmhmmm, mommy told me she has a big surprise for me tonight.”

            Samantha feigned surprise. She and Rebecca had daily check ins, so she knew what was in store. “Is that so, that sounds super exciting. Now I looked at your schedule and you don’t have any meetings today. A lot of people took a long weekend, so the office is pretty quiet today. So I was thinking that since you will be in here all day, that it would be easier if you were just in your onesie and diaper. That way I can see if you need changing.”

            Brian started to object, but then decided against it. He popped his thumb into his mouth and relaxed his bladder. Samantha could see that he was peeing right in front of her and just smiled, “Are you going potty in your diaper silly boy?” Brian just nodded. She reached into his work bag which Rebecca had transformed into his daily diaper bag. She pulled out his sippy cup and got him some juice. She handed it to him as she called him over to stand in front of her. She took off his clothes, leaving him with only his onesie and saggy diaper. She unsnapped it to inspect the state of his diaper. She was content that he could go a little while longer before she changed him. She reached into his bag again and pulled out his pacifier which she clipped to his onesie.

            The hours seemed to tick by so slowly. He was so excited for his surprise that he could hardly focus. By lunchtime, he had wet two more times and his diaper was about to burst. Samantha came into to check on him. “Come show me your diaper, sweetie.” He walked from around the desk and stood in front of her. His diaper was so full that if he hadn’t been wearing his onesie, it might have fallen right off of him. “Oh baby, you are absolutely soaked.” She laid him on the couch and got him changed. As he sat up, she told him to stay there and that she would be right back.

            She returned holding a bottle of milk. “Why do you have a bottle, I have my sippy cup,’ Brian asked looking confused.

            “Oh now you think you are big boy?” she chuckled. “I see a little baby who didn’t ask his auntie to use the potty. Sooo I think that makes you just a little baby, huh?” she teased. She patted her lap, inviting him to lay his dead while she gave him his bottle. Brian capitulated without much fuss and laid down on her lap.

            Brian looked at Samantha’s smiling face as he nursed the bottle. Her fingers ran through his hair and she started to softly hum. He felt so little, so vulnerable, but so peaceful too. He felt a trickle of milk run down the side of his mouth. With his belly full of milk, he became drowsy, and his eyes grew heavy. He felt the familiar twinge in his bladder and let go without a moment’s hesitation. When he had finished his bottle, Samantha told him to lay on the couch so that he could take a short nap. He was out soon as his head touched the cushion. Samantha grabbed his pacifier and brushed his lips with it. His eyes fluttered open for a second as he opened his mouth. Samantha stood over him for a moment and smiled. She turned off the light and quietly closed the door. As she went back to her desk, a coworker asked why she had exited Brian’s office so gingerly. “Oh, Mr. Sullivan has a bit of migraine and I suggested that he lay down for a bit,” she said, hoping they bought it. Satisfied with the answer, he walked on about is business.

            Forty-five minutes later, Samantha gently rubbed his back and woke him up. “Lets check that diaper before we get back to work. Oh my goodness, you are wet,” she remarked. Brian remembered being fed the bottle, but couldn’t recall wetting himself, “I, I don’t even remember peeing,” he said with panic creeping back into his voice.

            “Hey, its not big deal. That’s why you have your diapers. There is nothing for you to worry about. Enjoy the fact that you don’t even have to think about the potty,” she replied. “Now lets get a little more work done and then it will be time for you to go see your big surprise,” she said cheerfully. The mention of his surprise perked him up and his worry instantly subsided.

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Chapter 16

Progress was coming along nicely in the nursery. So far, Rebecca had successfully kept him from seeing the room’s transformation. She was confident that it would be ready for the big reveal on Friday. Brian also seemed to progressing with the hypnotic conditioning. She planned on really testing his suggestibility after she showed him his new nursery.

She wondered how Brian was faring at work. I wonder if Samantha has revealed our conversation yet. Speak of the devil. Her phone buzzed with a text from Samantha:

            Good morning. I wanted you to know that your baby boy soaked his diapers right in front of me. You have done such an amazing job regressing him.

            Rebecca: Oh I am so happy. I can’t thank you enough for your help. I feel so much better that he has someone to watch over him at work.

            Samantha: It’s really no problem. He is just precious when he is little. You must let me babysit him at home sometime.

            Rebecca: I think that can be arranged.

            Samantha: I never in my wildest dreams imagined changing a grown man’s diapers. But now that I have, I think if I ever get a man of my own, he will have to return to diapers.

Rebecca smiled. Not only had she gotten her baby, but it seems that a new friendship was budding.

After Samantha changed his diaper, Brian knew that she was never again going to view him as her boss, but he hoped she would at least pretend for appearance’s sake. She filled up his sippy cup with apple juice and set it on his desk. “Ok sweet boy, its time to be a big boy for a while and get some work done. I will check on you later. And remember its ok to use your diaper, but just come get me if you want to try and use the potty,” she said much like a mother to a toddler.

Brian blushed again at the mention of his diapers. She left the office and closed the door behind her. How on earth could he possibly focus? He realized he was still sucking on the pacifier and he quickly removed it. If these two women could regress him with such ease at any moment, was he now permanently bound to diapers. He had fantasized so many times about being reduced to a helpless baby. Now that it was happening and he questioned if this is what he wanted. But he feared it was too late. He was going to have to accept and trust that they would keep him safe.

He tried to act like everything was normal. Now that he was alone, his adult clarity started to return. He needed to start brainstorming how to market this new Babies R Us line. Brian always liked to sketch out ideas by hand whenever he was brainstorming. He even kept a whiteboard in his office for this very purpose. He went up to the board. His mind was blank. How could he ever have a mother’s perspective? He looked down at the sippy cup sitting on his desk. He brought it too his mouth and tasted the sweet juice. Maybe he couldn’t tap into the perspective of a mother, but he knew what it felt like to be a baby. Maybe not entirely, but then again, he was in a very thick diaper. He closed his eyes and tried to recall the feelings he had when his mommy was in control. In those moments, he didn’t think in words, but feelings and sensations. He opened the cap to the marker and started scribbling the feelings he experienced with his mommy: warmth, safety, trust, love, giggly. He kept scribbling across the board: cold, wet, hungry, scared, small, full, peaceful. He stared at the words he had scrawled out. He keyed in one word in particular: trust. He grabbed a red marker and drew a big circle around it.

Trust could be a nebulous word. It gets tossed around so much that it sometimes lost meaning. But with his recent experiences, it took on new meaning for him. When he was wet, he had to trust that his mommy would change him. When he felt scared, he had to trust that she would keep him safe. He thought about the night that this all started. By him agreeing to be her baby, he was entrusting her with his greatest vulnerability. Obviously, babies aren’t able to articulate what they are feeling, but who would know better as to what a baby was feeling: mothers. He still had a long way to go, but this exercise was getting the wheels turning.

Brian was so consumed with his work, he didn’t realize that half the morning had elapsed. He was so happy that he had been able to regain that focus. It gave him a glimmer of comfort that maybe he still in control of some things. Maybe he could be both a big boy and a baby. But then a rumble in his belly snatched his attention. He hadn’t had a bowel movement since Saturday. Perhaps his anxiety and nerves had bound him up. When he had played in diapers before this all began, he had never messed himself. It was one thing to wet, but he wasn’t willing to do that. He felt nervous about having to ask Samantha to go potty. He could just use his diaper, but having her change a messy diaper might be even more embarrassing. He looked back at the board. Trust. He had to put it to the test and trust that Samantha meant everything she said to him.

He peaked his head out the door, “Umm, can I see you for a moment?”

“Of course,” she smiled.

Inside the office, Brian started to have second thoughts about asking, but then another rumble in his belly made him find the courage to ask. “Ummm, I need to use the potty… I mean the restroom.”“Oh! Ok. Let me help you,” she was actually surprised that he came and asked. Brian started to unbutton his shirt. She playfully slapped his hand, “Uh uh uh baby, let me do that,” she chided him. After removing his shirt and pants, she pulled his onesie over his head, “Lay on the couch for me.” She undid the tapes of his diaper and set it aside. Fortunately, these diapers were refastenable. She then went through the trouble of redressing him. “Alright, I think you look acceptable to walk through the office. You don’t have any big boy undies, but I think you will be ok for a few minutes. When you get back, I will get you back in your diaper,” she said.

            “Thank you,” Brian said timidly.

            “Thank you what,” she said with one eye-brow raised.

            “Umm… thank you Auntie Samantha,” he said like a child that had just be scolded.

            She patted his bottom, “Off you go.”

After a few minutes he returned. Although he still struggled with his embarrassment, Samantha was helping him feel more at ease. Back in the office, she had Brian undressed once again. The haze of regression swept over him again as he stood before her in nothing but his birthday suit. His thumb made it to his mouth. “Lay down baby,” she cooed. She pulled out some wipes and proceeded to clean his bottom.

“But Aunfie Samanfa, I wiped myself after I went potty,” he said with his thumb still ensconced in his mouth.

“I know sweetie, but I just wanted to make sure that you are all clean,” she responded.

She rediapered him and got him dressed again. When he was finished, he started to “grow up.” He pulled his thumb from his mouth and blushed.

She placed her hand on his arm, “Brian what did I tell you. There is no need to feel embarrassed. Do you think if I was judging you that I would be standing here? I want you to feel comfortable to act as little as you want around me. Ok?”

“I know, its just hard. And if it makes you feel any better, I still get really nervous with mommy too,” he said not even realizing that he said mommy instead of Rebecca. “Its hard and scary, but I want you to know that I am really thankful that you are here to help me. It really helps to know I am not alone. To be honest, I felt really scared yesterday, especially when I had my accident.”

“I have to imagine that must have felt really scary and lonely. You aren’t alone Brian. You can count on me anytime,” she said. Brian felt a tear run down his check. He felt like he had cried so much over the past few days. “Oh sweetheart, there isn’t any reason to cry,” she said as she pulled him in for a hug. “You are such sweet boy and you are just too cute in your diaper. I could just eat you up,” she snickered and started tickling him. Brian’s tears turned to giggles. “Now I don’t want to hear anymore about feeling embarrassed, whether its around me or even around your mommy. We both want you to be a happy baby. Now let’s try to get a little more work done before I take you out to lunch, my treat,” she smiled.

[waughymommy]

MOMMY KNOWS BEST 💖😘

Chapter 15

            The morning alarm signaled the beginning of a new day. Brian nestled into his wife’s chest. Without uttering a word, she lifted her nightgown and guided him to her breast. When he was at her breast, he was at peace. There was no fear or anxiety, just the loving affection of his mommy. In those moments he truly saw himself as a baby. Without a second thought, he released his full bladder into his diaper. Rebecca felt the growing warmth emanating from his diaper and kissed his forehead, “That’s my good boy.” After a few more minutes together, the two arose to get the day started. She stripped off his soaking wet diaper and sent him to take a shower. The shower always seemed to reawaken his adult mind, but he knew Rebecca wouldn’t let that last long. He still struggled with his embarrassment and lack of control. He was amazed at how easily he wet himself. If he concentrated hard enough he felt he could hold it, but it felt that he vacillated back and forth between adult and baby. He could go from grown man to little boy in a moment’s time. It was growing harder and harder to prevent his baby persona from coming out.

            After his shower, he went back into the bedroom so that his wife could get him dressed. It didn’t even cross his mind that this was something he could do himself. He just accepted that she would help him do it. As he laid down, he popped his thumb in his mouth, but then he noticed that Rebecca had pulled out a thick diaper. What about his pull-ups. Everyone at work would surely notice a thick, crinkly diaper. “Mommy, please don’t put that on me,” Brian pleaded.

            “Did you forget how wet you were when you got home last night. You told me that you wet yourself twice yesterday. Mommy understands how hard it is sometimes to make it to the potty and this way you are protected. We will wear dark pants today to make it less noticeable. But I no one will even notice,” she calmy explained to him.

            “But what if the bigger boys make fun of me,” Brian said without realizing what came out of his mouth. He had just referred to his colleagues as the “bigger boys.”

            “Mommy knows best, doesn’t she and mommy thinks you are better off in a diaper. I will make sure to send extras with you, just in case,” Rebecca said as she finished taping him up. Brian felt defeated and said no more on the matter. She finished getting him dressed and got him his breakfast. As he was about to leave, she gave him a big hug, “Now I want you to pretend really hard that you are a big boy at work, but you will be mommy’s baby when you get home.” Brian was about to walk out when she said one more thing, “Oh and please don’t make any fuss for Ms. Carson. Be a good boy. Have a good day sweetie.” She ushered him out the door with his bag. Brian got in his car, bewildered by what she had just said.

            Brian arrived at work and raced to his office. He was in such shock when he left, he didn’t even to look at what was in his bag. He took a deep breath and unzipped it. If anyone didn’t know this was for an adult, they would have been convinced it was a diaper bag. There were several extra diapers, wipes and even an extra onesie. But then he noticed that she even packed a sippy cup with a sticky note attached: I didn’t want my baby to spill on his big boy clothes. Love you.

            He could feel the thickness of his diaper between his legs and with every move, he heard the distinct crinkle. It sounded deafening to him and he was absolutely sure that someone was going to notice. Brian tried to regain his composure as he whispered to himself over and over, “You are a big boy, you are a big boy.” A knock at the door broke his mantra. He fumbled with the zipper of his bag as he tried to close it up and put it out of view. “Umm, yes who is it?” he called.

            “It’s Samantha, may I come in?” she asked.

            He cleared his throat and attempted to make his voice sound deeper, “Of course.”

            “Good morning, sir. I wanted to see if we could take for a just a moment about yesterday,” she inquired.

            Brian nervously looked around the room, purposefully avoiding her gaze. Rebecca’s words echoed through his head and he tried to drown it out, “No, I don’t think that will be necessary. I was a bit under the weather yesterday, but I assure you I am much better today. Is there anything else I can do for you?”

            Samantha looked genuinely hurt, “Very well then, if there is nothing you need at the moment, I will head back to my desk.”

            She closed the door. Brian immediately felt remorse for his tone. He got up and paced the room. How can I possibly explain what’s going on with me? She obviously knows something. Do I tell her that I am having a health issue to explain wetting my pants yesterday, but what about the pacifier? God this is so hard. Then again she did say no judgement. Whatever I say, I need to apologize.

            Brian leaned his head out the door, “Samantha, can we talk for a moment.”

            She entered the room and he closed it behind her. He gestured for her to take a seat on the loveseat. He leaned on the corner of his desk and took a deep breath, “I owe you an apology. I was sharp with you and you didn’t deserve that. I am going through something right now that’s really hard to explain. I’m sure finding the pacifier and seeing my wet pants prompted many questions for you. I’m way too embarrassed to get into it, but this personal matter is why I’m off and probably acting strange. I don’t want you to think less of me or think me weird for what you witnessed yesterday. Please accept my sincerest apologies.”

            Samantha nodded her and stood up. Brian looked down, thinking that she was about to depart, but instead she began to speak. “Brian, as I told you yesterday, I think you are a good man and have always been so kind to me. What I wanted to tell you this morning was that I know what’s going on and you needn’t worry about it with me. In fact, I am going to help you here at work.”

            Brian’s jaw dropped, “Wha…what are you talking about? What do you know?” He wanted to be anywhere but here. “I don’t understand,” he mumbled.

            Samantha took his hand and smiled, “There is nothing to worry about sweetheart. I know that while you are here, you need someone to help keep an eye on you.”

            The soft tone of her voice and the feeling of his hand in hers stirred his infantile thoughts. Not here, not now he had to fight it and maintain control. But it was growing harder. He let go of his bladder and soaked his diaper with Samantha right in front of him. His cheeks burned and his voice failed him.

            “It’s ok baby boy. I know you didn’t have anyone to change you yesterday, but you won’t have to worry about that at all today. You just went potty in your diaper, didn’t you?” Brian couldn’t find the words, but simply hung his head in shame. Tears started flowing down his cheeks. Samantha led him over to the couch and proceeded to take off his clothing. Brian felt too regressed to disobey her.

            “I don’t want you to cry all over your big boy clothes. It’s all going to be ok. I did a lot of babysitting in high school and college and I just adore little ones, even big ones like you,” she giggled. After he was stripped down to just his onesie and his diaper, Samantha grabbed his bag, “Lets see what we have in here. Oh we are going to need a new diaper. Oh and here is your pacifier.” She plopped it in his mouth and he felt the soothing comfort as he suckled.

            “I know this is all coming as a big shock to you, but I promise you, I won’t let anything bad happen to you while you are here. I know it’s scary to use your diapers at work, so if you have to go potty, you come tell Auntie Samantha and I will take your diaper off for you and let you go to the bathroom. But, it’s totally ok with me if you use your diapers. I will change you, baby  And do worry, I will be there to help when you need to be a big boy. Now, I think you need some snuggles for a few minutes before I get you changed.” Brian curled up next to her on the couch and let her coddle him.

            “I know you are wondering how I know all of this.” Brian looked up at her and nodded. “Well your mommy texted me last night. And when she told me how she was turning you into a little baby, I couldn’t resist helping her.” Brian closed his eyes. He had lost control of everything in his life. Now he had two women regressing him and there was nothing he could to stop it. He felt his diaper warm again and wondered what was going to be in store for him next.

[waughymommy]

MOMMY KNOWS BEST ❤️

Chapter 14

Brian walked into the house and immediately burst into tears. He crumpled to floor and cried for his mommy. “Oh baby, my goodness what’s wrong?” she asked as she sat down on the floor next to him. He nuzzled his face into her chest. She held him tight, “Shhhhh, everything is ok. Mommy is here. Do you think you can calm down enough to tell me what happened?”

Between sobs, Brian tried to tell her about his day, “I I, wet my pull-up twice today and then I lost my paci, but Samantha found and gave it back to me. And then she told me I should wear thicker protection.” His speech sounded like that of an excited toddler, as his short sentences rolled one into the next, “And, and, and then I had to go to a meeting about a new client and it was Babies R Us. I got so nervous in the meeting that I tried to pee just a little bit, but but but…”. Brian wailed like a helpless child. He was so upset that he didn’t even notice that he was uncontrollably wetting his pants again. Rebecca noticed the growing wet spot on the front of his pants. She continued to act like a concerned mother, but inside she was elated. He was becoming a baby before her very eyes, “But what honey? Tell mommy what happened.”

“I, I, I…soaked my pull-up. I am so ashamed mommy, I’m becoming a baby. I don’t know how I am going to make it through work tomorrow,” he buried his head into her chest again.

“That was very of brave of you to tell me what happened. And you know what? You are just a baby. You are mommy’s special little boy. Babies have accidents. That why I put you in pull-ups this morning. But it sounds like Samantha might be right. We might need to send you in something a little thicker tomorrow. Although you are just a baby, just imagine that when you are at work, you are pretending to be a big boy and doing all the things big boys do. But when you get home, you won’t have to pretend anymore. Mommy knows its hard being a big boy. Now, I see a very wet little boy who is desperate need of a change,” she said lifting up off the floor.

Brian let her guide him back to the bedroom. He descended into a haze again, but he knew that mommy would make everything better. She laid out a changing mat on the bed and beckoned him over. She unbuckled his belt and undid his pants, “Ok step out these for me.” Brian stuck his thumb in his mouth and followed her directions. After taking off his pants, she pulled off his soaking wet onesie. “Lay down on the changing bad for me. Oh my goodness you are soaked. You really went pee-pee,” she said as she tickled his belly. Brian giggled behind his thumb. She tore off the pull-up and wiped him down with some wipes. You know what, I think we should get you into a bath. Won’t that be nice?” she cooed at him.

She led him off into the bathroom and set his naked butt on the toilet seat, his thumb never leaving his mouth. “Now you sit here like a good boy, while I start your bath.” Brian just nodded, content to let her do everything for him. She drew he bath and added some bubbles. “Ok, hop in.” Brian sat down, the water barely coming up over his crotch, but he didn’t mind. The bubbles smelled nice and it was fun to splash. “Brian, I got you something for bath time,” she said excitedly and produced a big rubber ducky. His eyes lit up. In the past, his adult brain prevented him from truly enjoying his toys, but this felt different. He was genuinely excited about the rubber ducky. “Can you tell me what sound a duck makes?” Rebecca asked as she kneeled down next to the tub.

“Qwack,” Brian chirped.

“That’s right!”she cheered. “Now you play with that while mommy cleans you up.” Brian moved his ducky through the water and splashed about, making all kinds of silly little sounds. Rebecca smiled and laughed at her silly little boy, “Mommy is so very happy to see you playing and enjoying yourself. Isn’t that so much better than worrying about all those scary big boy things?”

Brian fervently nodded his head and went back to playing. Rebecca grapped a wash cloth and started washing him all over. He bristled a little when she washed his face and behind his ears. “Can you stand up, mommy needs to wash that pee-pee and your cute little butt.” Brian did as he was told. She rubbed the washcloth over his crotch and his bottom. Brian’s thumb returned to his mouth and she washed him up. Two days ok, if she had done this, he would have been overcome with shame and embarrassment, but in this moment it felt right. He had not a care in the world. “Ok its time to hop out now.”

“But mommy, I don’t wanna. I was having fun with ducky,” he whined.

“I know sweetheart and I’m so glad that you are having fun, but mommy still has to make dinner. And I know a big baby that needs to get his diaper on. We don’t want you peeing all over the floor,” she guided him out of the tub and dried him off. Hand in hand, the two returned to the bedroom where she diapered him and dressed him in another onesie. She clipped on a different pacifier than he was used to and he made a face at Rebecca. “Mommy has already started getting my baby lots of stuff.” Brian didn’t respond, but simply popped the pacifier in his mouth. In just a matter of two days, Brian was growing more and more dependent on his pacifier. It soothed him. He recalled his mother saying that he had a hard time letting go of it when he was a toddler.

After he was diapered and dressed, she led back to the den and laid him down on the couch like she had done the previous evening. She went to the kitchen and retuned with a bottle of milk and then placed the headphones over his ears. “Remember, this music helps you relax and be the best baby you can for mommy,” she whispered and then kissed his forehead. Brian began to nurse the bottle and in a few moments his eyes closed. When she was certain that he was content, she went to the kitchen to make dinner. But before she started cooking, she pulled out her phone. She scrolled through her contacts. She and Brian had gone out for drinks with Samantha on a few occasions. Although she didn’t know her well, they got along well. There was something about her she knew she could trust. She found her number and sent her a message: We need to talk.

[waughymommy]

MOMMY KNOWS BEST 💞

Chapter 13

            Brian had managed to pull it together enough to get some work done. But as it neared lunchtime, he took notice of his aching bladder. He had tried to ignore the dampness of his pull-up from his earlier episode. It wasn’t by any means soaked, but he would feel better when he changed. He reached into his bag and pulled out a pull-up. He panicked when he realized he would have to sneak it out of his office. It might look odd carrying his work bag into the bathroom. He looked back at the pull-up and thought it was thin enough to wedge it between his waist band and his back and put on his jacket to conceal it. He called Samantha into office.

            “Yes, Mr. Sullivan?, she asked.

            “Um yes, I need you to hold my calls for a few minutes.” He shuffled papers on his desk, trying not to reveal his nervousness. “I think a walk will do me some good, maybe clear my head before the meeting this afternoon.”

            “Absolutely. I think that is a great idea. Is there anything else I can do?” she asked with a genuine smile.

            “You know what, there is. I want you in that meeting with me this afternoon. I want your eyes on this new project.”

She beamed. Although he often asked for her input, he had never brought her to one of these big project meetings. “Yes...yes I will absolutely be there.”

“Excellent. Ok I will be back in a bit,” he said as walked out the door. She watched him as he departed. He jacket was bunched in the back. She could something protruding from the waist of his pants. She couldn’t see it long as he disappeared from the doorway. She thought it crazy, but thought that it looked like a diaper. She was about to make her exit when she dropped her pen. It rolled down by his bag and she bent down to retrieve it. That’s when she noticed a ribbon connected to clip underneath his bag. That was curious. She pulled it free and discovered what was at the other end of the clip: a pacifier. A moment ago, she swore she a diaper sticking out of his pants and now she was holding a pacifier. She was nearly certain that he didn’t have any children. Why would this be here? Then she noticed that it was abnormally large. It looked far too big for any child. Was this his? She clutched it into her hand and walked out to her desk where she shoved it in a drawer.

            Brian nervously shuffled through the office. Brian had always had bathroom anxiety. He hated going into a bathroom with several stalls already occupied. He never understood how people could go so easily with others in earshot. If it looked like a bathroom was quite full, he had no turning around and waiting for another time. He would even walk clear across the building to one of the more secluded bathrooms to have some privacy. That’s where he planned on going now. Although it would take longer to get there, it might be an easier place to change. As it was the lunch hour, much of the office was vacant. Brian breathed a sigh of relief as he reached the bathroom and found all the stalls empty.

            He closed the door behind him and removed his jacket. He stood there for a moment trying to figure out how to do this. If his mommy were here, she would know exactly what to do. After a moment, he realized he had no choice but to completely undress. He slipped out of his shoes and proceeded to strip down. Here he was standing in an office bathroom in nothing but his socks, a onesie and a damp pull up. He never could have imagined this when he left work on Friday. He unfastened the snaps of the onesie and tore off the onesie. He pulled up his onesie while he used the bathroom. His bladder was super full and he felt instant relief. When he finished, he slipped on the new pullup and proceeded to redress himself. This was going to be a big problem if he was going to have to completely undress every time he needed to use the bathroom. He walked out of the stall and placed the used pull-up in the trashcan. He wadded up several paper towels and threw them over top of the discarded pull-up in hopes that no one would see it. He washed his hands and looked himself over in the mirror. He felt confident that his onesie was properly concealed, and he started to make his way back to his office.

            As he passed Samantha’s desk, he flashed a nervous smile and quickly shuffled into his office. He had just settled back into his chair, when she knocked at his door. “May I come in?” she asked through the door.

            Brian exhaled, “Sure.”

            “That was a pretty fast walk sir. Is there anything you need before the big meeting this afternoon?” she asked in a sweet tone.

            He looked up at her with an almost quizzical gaze. She was always a diligent employee, but today she seemed to be extra attentive, almost doting. He couldn’t put his finger on it. “A coffee would be wonderful. I could use a pick me up.”

            “Glady,” and she was off. Brian tried to focus his mind on the upcoming meeting. Today was the first that he had of the Babies R Us project. He didn’t even know they were a client. But why did they want him on the project? He was feeling pensive again and he reached into his bag, fishing for his pacifier. Nothing. His chest grew tight and his stomach was in knots again. He frantically threw the bag on his desk to search the bag more thoroughly. As he searched, Samantha came back in with his coffee.

            “Is everything alright Mr. Sullivan?" she asked with concern. She saw the frantic expression on his face. He tried to make up an excuse that he had momentarily lost his wedding ring.

            He placed the bag back on the ground, “All good. Thank you for the coffee.” She knew that he had to have been looking for the pacifier she found earlier. It probably explained why he was acting so weird. She felt a sudden pang of guilt for taking it, but she had so many questions She guessed her own curiosity possessed her to grab it. For a split second she thought about retrieving it from her desk and returning it. However, with the meeting approaching, it seemed like a bad time. She would wait until it was time to head home.

            The hour of the meeting arrived and the two walked into the conference room. Mr. Gates was already seated as well as several of his other colleagues. “Ah Mr. Sullivan, just the man I have been waiting to see. Please take your seat and we will get started in just a moment.”

            Brian sat down at opened his notebook. Samantha went to take a seat at a chair on the perimeter of the room, but he beckoned for her to sit next to him. “I hope you don’t mind Mr. Gates, I have invited Ms. Carson to sit in on this meeting. I think she might some fresh perspective.”

            “Of course not Mr. Sullivan. Your work for this company has been impeccable. You have been invaluable to this company. Now as you may know, Babies R Us as hired us to help them market a new product line. If we knock this out of the park, they may work with us exclusively. Mr. Johnson here is going to brief us a bit more on the details. The floor is yours sir.”

            Mark Johnson passed around a packet of information to everyone in attendance, “Thank you Mr. Gates. As he said Babies R Us wants us to market this new line of products. As you can see here it is called Mommy Knows Best. It includes everything from diapers and clothing to strollers and furniture. Brian stared down at the line of products listed in the packet. He kept his head down. He prayed he wasn’t blushing too bad. He was sitting in a conference room listening to a presentation on a line of baby products while underneath his professional attire, he was clad in a pull-up and onesie. Samantha noticed his discomfort but recognized there was little that she could do in the moment. Brian struggled to focus and was only partially paying attention. As Mark spoke, he noticed a twinge in his bladder. He shouldn’t have had that coffee.

            Mark continued on, “As you can guess with a name like Mommy Knows Best, we want to drive home that idea that no one knows what’s best for their baby than a mother. We want them to associate this line of product as the best possible decision for all of their baby’s needs.” Brian began to quietly fidget in his seat. He absent mindedly bounced his leg. Samantha had never seen Brian act this way. He was usually so calm and collected. Brian tried to focus, but his full bladder interrupted his concentration. He decided to try and pee a little bit with the hope of reducing the pressure. He took a breath and relaxed his muscles, but instead of just letting out a small spurt, the damn burst. There was nothing he could do to stop it as his pull was being put to its limit. Samantha looked over convinced she heard a hissing sound. Brian tried to look nonchalant, but he was on the verge of panic attack.

            Mark finished his presentation. Mr. Gates stood up and looked directly at Brian, “Mr. Sullivan can we rely on you to handle this project.”

            Brian stammered, “Uh yes…yes of course of Mr. Gates.”

            “Very well then. Thank you everyone,” Mr. Gates said and exited the conference room. Brian stood up without a word. He could feel the weight of his pullup. He was too scared to see if he leaked into his pants. He raced out of the room without waiting for Samantha to accompany him. She had no clue as how to help.

            Brian reached the safety of his office and locked the door behind him. He pulled down his pants to inspect. He could feel that his onesie was damp, but his pants remained dry. He hoped he could make it till the end of the day. He unlocked his door and went back to his desk. As he sat down, he felt the squish of his pull-up. He just wanted to cry. He needed his mommy. He sat staring at his computer screen in a total fog. Finally a knock at the door jolted him from his daze. “Mr. Sullivan is there anything else I can do before I head home?” He looked down at phone and realized the time. “No Ms. Carson. Thank you for all you hard work today,” he said through the door.

            Brian gathered his things and walked briskly out of his office. He reached his car and set his bag inside. He was just about to hop in when he heard his name called. He swung around to see Samantha running towards him.

            “Ms. Carson, is everything ok?” he called to her.

            “I need to apologize to you,” she said while opening her hand to reveal something sitting on her palm. “I found this on the floor of your office. I am so so sorry Mr. Sullivan. I don’t know what I was thinking. I just grabbed it and I shouldn’t have. I have no idea what’s going on. I know you were under a lot of stress today. I want you to know that I am here if there is anything I can do, not only as a coworker, but as a friend. You have always been so kind and respectful to me.”

            Brian’s face could not hide his shock as he took the pacifier from her. He was completely flabbergasted. He tried to speak, but no words escaped his mouth. She reached up and in a comforting manner, placed her hand on his arm. “There is no judgement from me. You are a good man, Brian. Oh and, you might want to get some thicker protection,” and with that she walked away. Brian quickly patted his backside and realized that several wet spots had formed. He hopped down in the car and tried to process what had just happened. He looked down at the pacifier still in his hand. After a moment, he surrendered to his needs and popped it into his mouth and proceeded to drive home.

[waughymommy]

MOMMY KNOWS BEST 💟

Chapter 12

            Rebecca was expecting many of her purchases to start arriving today. She walked into the spare bedroom and started to envision what the nursery would look like. But first she would have to clear the room to make room for the new furniture. She went right to work. After a few hours, she had cleared all of the walls of décor, packed up all of the knick-knacks and cleared out the closet. All the was left was a few pieces of furniture that she would need help moving into the basement. She was about to text Brian to see how he was doing when the doorbell rang. A tingle of excitement coursed through her. On her front stoop was several packages. She wasted no time in tearing into them. There were cases of thick abdl, style diapers. In another box, were a number of cute outfits for her boy. She held up a light blue onesie that read Mommy’s Little Stinker. There were pacifiers, bottles and bibs while other boxes were filled with toys geared for 12 month olds. In another box, she pulled out a large plush polar bear. She pulled it close to her and reveled in its softness. She couldn’t even begin to imagine how adorable Brian would be holding his stuffie while fast asleep in his crib. There was one more box left to open. It was a breast pump and supplements.

            With it in hand, she walked into their bedroom and sat down on the bed. She slipped off her bra and placed the shield over her breast. She turned it on and the suction began. She closed her eyes and rested her on the headboard. The suction of the pump set shivers down her back. Her mind wandered to visions of her breasts being so full and sweet Brian eagerly awaiting to be fed. The daydream was so thrilling. After a few minutes she switched breasts. Her excitement slowly turned to a sincere longing for her baby. She wanted him close, he needed her and she needed to take care of his every need. She wondered if that’s how new mothers felt. She reached for her phone and sent him a text:

            Hi baby boy. Mommy is just checking in. I can’t wait for you to get home sweetheart. Mommy loves you.

A few minutes later, her phone buzzed:

            I’m ok mommy. I wish I didn’t have to work today. I feel like I am in a fog and its been hard to concentrate. Will you snuggle with me tonight?

Her heart melted when she read the last sentence. It was the first time he had really expressed needing that maternal affection. She quickly sent back a reply:

            Of course baby. You never have to ask for mommy snuggles. When you get home, you can let go of all of those yucky big boy feelings and mommy will help you feel little again. Mommy will see you soon.

Rebecca finished pumping and retuned to the spare bedroom. She looked at the plain white walls. It seemed like a good afternoon to do some painting. She pulled out her phone and texted Jennifer:

            Want to help me redecorate? I can pay you in wine!

[waughymommy]

MOMMY KNOWS BEST

Chapter 11

            Brian walked into the building of the marketing firm. Although Brian was never the center of attention, he was fairly sociable at work. He was pretty well liked and respected by his colleagues. His hard work and leadership had elevated him to senior project planner. The promotion had not only greatly enhanced his salary, but it came with a private office and a personal secretary.

            Brian felt so nervous as he walked through the front doors. He was certain that everyone would notice his attire. I just need to make it to my office and everything will be just fine. He prayed that no one would stop him for Monday morning chit chat. A few people nodded good morning, but he made it to office without delay. He closed the door behind and let out a sigh of relief. He knew that he wouldn’t be able to hide all day, but he would try to as much as he could.

            He turned on his computer and attempted to focus his attention on his work. He reached into his bag to grab his glasses, but as his hand searched the bag he felt something he didn’t expect. Inside were two additional pull-ups and his pacifier. Taped to one of the pullups was a note from Rebecca:

            Mommy wanted to make sure you were prepared. Remember its ok if you have an accident. Mommy loves you.

Brian quickly zipped up the bag and tried to refocus, but just the mere sight of the pull-up clouded his thinking. He stared blankly at his screen when a knock at the door, “Mr. Sullivan, may I come in?” It was his secretary, Samantha Carson. She was a very shapely woman with long blonde hair in her mid-twenties. She was the type that caused heads to turn as she passed by. She could have men under her spell without uttering a single word. Although it was impossible to not be captivated by her beauty, Brian always displayed the greatest kindness and respect. She noticed that he was different from so many other men. Most men were just dogs wanting to get her into bed. But Brian treated her as a professional and never as an inferior. She wasn’t just a secretary. He valued her opinion and input on projects. She admired how fiercely devoted he was to his wife and wished that she could find a partner like him.

            “Yes, Ms. Carson, please come in,” Brian said. Samantha walked in. As he looked up from his computer, his eyes focused on her bosom. For a moment, all he wanted was to be nursed. He quickly caught himself and turned his attention to her face, hoping she didn’t notice his stare. “How was you weekend?” he asked.

            “Oh it was fine, never long enough,” revealing her radiant smile.

            Brian chuckled, “I know the feeling.”

            “Your 12pm meeting was rescheduled for Friday. Oh and Mr. Gates scheduled a meeting at 2 this afternoon. Something about a new project for Babies R Us.”

            Brian felt like his cheeks started burning when he heard the word babies. Oh my god. Do they know? He has to know. Why else would he put me on this project? He glanced back up at her. She can tell I am wearing a pull-up can’t she? His palms felt sweaty and he curtly responded, “Ok that’s fine.” A small spurt of pee escaped into his pull-up.

            “Mr. Sullivan, are you ok?,” she was genuinely concerned. The look of worry on his face made her want to comfort him. Brian noticed that her face did not convey even the slightest sense of judgement.

            “I am just a little tired and out of sorts this morning. I will be ok,” Brian responded.

            “Ok, but if there is anything I can get you. Anything at all, just let me know.”

Brian thanked her as she exited his office. He tried to calm himself down and slow his breathing. He glanced at his bag sitting next to his desk. Maybe just for a minute. He reached into and retrieved his pacifier. He placed it between his lips and he immediately felt calmer. After a few minutes, he felt he had regained his composure. As he went to return the pacifier to his big, a knock came at his door again, drawing his attention to the door. He let the pacifier slip from his hand, thinking it landed in his bag. “Come in.”

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MOMMY KNOWS BEST

Chapter 10

            The Monday morning alarm sounded, waking the couple. Brian rubbed his as he slowly grew more alert. He was amazed that his binky remained between his lips. He felt the bulk of his diaper. He remembered being changed into a dry diaper right before they went to bed. To his relief, the diaper was dry, but somewhere back in the back of his mind, he felt disappointed that he hadn’t wet during the night. He loved the affection he received from Rebecca when he caved to his more babyish impulses. He was about to step out of bed when Rebecca touched the small of his back. He turned around to her face her and removed his pacifier. “Good morning Rebe….mommy,” Brian said sheepishly.

            “How did my baby sleep,” she said has her hand migrated to the front of his diaper. “Hmmm looks like my baby was holding his pee-pee all night. Do you have to go now sweetheart?” she inquired.

            “Ya I was about to go to the bathroom.” Brian responded.

            With her hand still on his diapered crotch, she chided him, “Ummmm I don’t think so baby. We wouldn’t want to waste a perfectly good diaper. Look at me Brian, do you remember how good it felt last night when you wet yourself. You felt like such a baby didn’t you? You want to make mommy happy and you can do that by just letting go.” She slipped down her nightgown, revealing her breast. “Come here, why don’t you snuggle with mommy before we get you ready for work.”

            Brian sat stunned. How was he feeling regressed so quickly. The sight of her breast clouded his mind and snuggled up into her embrace. She moved her breast to his mouth which he accepted eagerly. All he could think was that he felt happy with his mommy. His diaper began to grow warm as Brian surrendered to her. “Mmmmm, that’s a very good baby. You made mommy so happy. She placed her lips to his forwarded and ran her fingers through his hair. Brian wanted this moment to last forever. “Ok sweetheart, I think we need to get you ready. I promise mommy will let you nurse some more tonight. Would you like that baby?”

            Brian nodded his head and replaced her breast with his thumb. She laid him on his back and removed the swollen diaper. “Ok go get a shower and I then I will get you dressed ok,” Rebecca said. Brian accepted her directions without fuss. He washed himself up and returned to the bedroom. “There’s my boy. Come lay down.”

            Brian walked across the room, but what he saw laid out on the bed turned his stomach into knots. Rebecca smiled and beckoned him over. Brian hesitated, “Um, I can’t wear that to work.” His breath quickened and pulse raced. “She grabbed his hand and led him over. “Do you think mommy would do anything to hurt you?” she questioned.

            “But, but why do you have my onesie out and a pullup,” he stammered.

            “Sweetie, I know you think you are a big boy today, but we just need to make sure you are protected just in case. But I promise no one will notice what you are wearing. I will put your big boy clothes over your onesie. But I don’t want you to forget while you were at work that you are mommy’s baby,” she said rubbing his back.

            He nervously laid back and let her go about getting him ready. She rubbed him down with baby lotion and applied a liberal amount of powder to his crotch. She gestured for him to stand up and step into a pull up. She pulled the onesie down and snapped it in place. The pullup felt so much thinner after wearing a thick diaper earlier. He let his mind wander for a moment and grew nervous that it wouldn’t be sufficient protection. Rebecca grabbed a pair of dress pants and helped him put them on. She picked a nice shirt and tenderly buttoned it up. She bent down and attended to his socks and shoes. “There, lets get you something to eat before you leave,” she said as she pecked his cheek with a kiss.

            He sat down at the kitchen table as she fixed him breakfast. She prepared him a bowl of oatmeal and sat it front of him, “Oh I forgot your bottle.” She returned to the table with a bottle ok milk, “I don’t want my baby to get his clothes dirty.” She grabbed a napkin and stuffed it in the collar of his shirt. After finishing his breakfast, she helped him with his coat and handed him his work bag. She pulled him into a warm hug and whispered in his ear, “Remember mommy loves you so much. I am so proud of you Brian, you have made so much progress these past two days. You have made me such a happy mommy.”

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Chapter 9

“So do you think you are done being a big boy today?” Rebecca asked. Brian nodded, still nervous, but a little more at ease. “Good. Now mommy needs you to do something for her. Do you think you can do that, little one?”

“Yes mommy,” Brian said, trying to make his voice sound smaller.

“Ok, mommy put your box of baby supplies in your closet. I’m pretty sure you had another diaper left in there. Go get one and bring it back to mommy. Don’t forget the powder too. I don’t want my baby to pee all over the house,” the maternal voice flowed from her so naturally. She lovingly swatted his naked bottom as he hopped off the bed in search of his supplies. Brian opened his closet and rummaged through his box. He found a thick safari print diaper. He held it in his hand and remembered the first time he donned an abdl diaper. He fell in love with them the first time he put it on. The thickness and the crinkle had made him feel so babyish. Brian let himself grin from ear to ear. Then he saw the onesie with the same safari print and he grabbed it too. He returned to the bed, supplies in hand.

“Oh my goodness, baby boy, this diaper is absolutely precious. Lions and monkeys, oh look at that cute giraffe. Which one is your favorite sweetheart?” the cuteness factor had her so excited.

“Ummm, I fink I like the monkey da best.” Brian tried sounding as little as possible again. It felt weird, but he was going to try and let himself escape into babyhood.

“Oh I like him too. Ok, now lay back honey,” she said. Brian laid back and stared up at the ceiling. “Lift up that cute butt,” she added as she shifted the diaper underneath him. She opened the baby powder and lovingly spread it over his crotch and rubbed it in. The drifting smell of the powder only furthered Brian’s regression. As he stared up, he absentmindedly brought his thumb up to his mouth. Brian had played being a baby by himself on numerous occasions, but nothing quite compared to the babyish feeling that was currently overtaking him. Rebecca finished taping up his diaper. The site of Brian in a thick diaper and sucking his thumb was more than she could take.

“Mommy just wants to eat you up, yes she does,” as she tickled his belly. Brian giggled. Rebecca reached over and grabbed the onesie, “Ok sit up now, let’s finish getting you dressed. Mommy is so proud of her baby. You are going to take the thumb out real quick so we can put that onesie on.” She pulled the onesie over his head and stopped as it covered his face, “Oh where did my baby go? A second later she pulled it down, “Oh there he is. Mommy can be so silly huh?” Brian was amazed at how good she was at being a mommy. It was like she had been taking care of small children for years. She helped him put his arms through the sleeves and then fastened the snaps over his thick diaper. “Just one more thing,” and she clipped his pacifier to his onesie and popped it in his mouth.

“Mommy does not want you to be a big boy at all tonight? That means mommy will take care of everything. So if you have to use the potty, you can go right in your diaper ok?” she said patting his thickly padded crotch.

“But what about work tomorrow, mommy?” the thought of work in the morning raised his anxiety again.

She bopped him on the nose, “We will discuss that in the morning, but for now that is nothing for your to worry your little self about whatsoever.”

She got up from the bed and extended her hand for him to follow her. She guided him to the den and laid him on the couch. She fluffed up a pillow behind his head and placed headphones on again. “Remember, mommy wants you to listen to this to help you relax. It’s going to help you be the best baby you can for mommy. Don’t move I will be right back before I start the music.” She returned a few minutes later with a bottle of milk, “I want you to drink this while you listen.” With that, music started to fill his brain as she walked off into the kitchen to make dinner.

The flow of the milk into his mouth, the thick feeling of the diaper and the sound of the music carried Brian far away in his mind. Time became meaningless. But then, the music grew softer and voice spoke to him. The voice guided him further and further down into a trance. A feeling grew inside of him that he needed to obey whatever the voice told him. The voice told him to imagine picture a baby’s nursery. There was crib and a changing table and so many wonderful toys to play with. The voice repeated that it would be so fun to play in the nursery. But in order to do so, he had to take all of his big boy thoughts and skills into a special box. He even told him to put his potty training skills in the box. But he was not to worry, his mommy would make sure to keep that box safe. Now the voice told him to imagine a different box, but this one is filled with all of the things that babies did and soon as he opened it, Brian would feel more and more like a baby. Then the voice said that he was going to count to five and when he reached that number the box would open and Brian would awaken ready to be a baby.

One….two… three…four…five. Brian felt a rush of pleasure through his body. As his eyes opened, he realized that he had finished his bottle. He wanted something to suck and was about to burst into tears when he saw his pacifier clipped to his shirt. He scanned the room looking for his mommy. For a moment he couldn’t remember her name, it was just mommy. He felt frightened for a moment, but then some clarity returned and he could recall her name. Then noticed a pressure in his bladder, but as soon as it came it was gone again. Brian didn’t notice that he had started to pee. His diaper grew warm and heavy. He thoroughly soaked it, but those thick diapers could hold way more than those pullups. Just then, his mommy, walked into the room and pulled the headphones off. Brian regained more and more awareness. She helped him to his feet to which he felt slightly unsteady. Brian tried to remember what she had made him listen to, but the details felt fuzzy. What he did know was that he had never felt so relaxed and comfortable in his diaper and onesie. Why would he be dressed any other way.

As he stood up, Rebecca noticed that the diaper hung lower on his waist. It was a good thing that he had on a onesie. She smiled, “My baby boy wet his diaper. I am so proud of you. Isn’t it so much better than using that icky potty?” She reached her hand down and pushed the diaper into his groin, “Being a wet baby is so nice and mommy will always be so happy to change you.” She knew that after listening to the hypnosis file, he would be more susceptible to suggestion. It was going to take some time to keep conditioning him, but this was a great start. “I think your diaper is ok for a little while longer. I got dinner ready,” and with that she led her waddling baby off to the kitchen.

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MOMMY KNOWS BEST

Chapter 8

Rebecca stirred as Brian was in the shower. It was now late afternoon. She instinctively knew that he was going to pull back again. He was going to try and reassert control. He was so damn stubborn. Throughout their marriage, anytime she tried to coddle when he was sick or feeling down, he tried to act the tough guy. But in bed, he seemed to melt anytime she held him close or ran her fingers through his hair. It was like he let out a long exhale and allowed himself to be truly loved by her. She had always had her suspicions about his secret. She had spent years trying to get him to open up, but he always demurred. Rebecca had always felt a very maternal instinct and in her heart knew that Brian needed permission to be himself, but that required him to be honest with himself.

 Over the years that maternal instinct kicked in while they were intimate. She had started presenting her breast to him and asked him to suckle. He did so very eagerly. She could sense how much he enjoyed it when he let his guard down. Once she even called herself mommy while he suckled, asking him if liked mommy’s milk. His cheeks turned bright red, but he didn’t stop sucking. She tried talking about it later with him to see if he enjoyed it, but again he pulled away. She knew he struggled with feeling masculine in bed as he was not the most well endowed man she had ever seen. It had been a source of tension at times in their marriage. There had been numerous nights where his frustration resulted in tears. He said that he wished he could better satisfy her in bed, but that his size must make him unappealing to her. She didn’t need a big, strong man in the bedroom. She just wanted him to be happy.

Brian heard his wife enter the bathroom as he showered. Rebecca let her clothing fall to the ground as she joined her husband in the shower. “Hey there sexy,” Brian said flirtatiously. She wrapped her arms around him and gave a quick kiss on the lips.

“Did my baby have a good nap?” she asked in her sweet, maternal tone. Brian had hoped that she would just let this whole thing end. She had her fun, but it was time to stop.

“It was fine babe, but can we just stop the whole baby thing now?” he said pensively, even physically pulling back from her. But she had no intention of relinquishing control now. She grabbed his crotch firmly, but just strong enough to give him a warning. “Do you remember the other evening when I asked you if I wanted you to be my baby?” she said like a stern mother. “I didn’t ask would you like to be my baby whenever it suits you, did I?” Brian’s eyes grew wide. He had never seen her like this ever in their ten years of marriage. Sure she had been mad before, but this was different. He looked down at her hand clenched around his genitalia. He honestly felt a bit scared.

“No,” he squeaked. He was even taken aback that his voice seemed slightly higher pitched. “No what,” she asked, not breaking eye contact. “No…mommy.”

“That righty my good boy,” as her grip softened a bit. “Now, I want to make this a clear and easy to understand as possible. You agreed to by my baby and a baby I shall have. I am in charge. Babies have no say. And babies that break mommy’s rules get spanked. You don’t want another one, do you?” she asked with a devious smile.

Brian felt absolutely defeated and the tears started falling. Rebecca’s stern demeanor faded to maternal care instantly. She let go and she wrapped her arms around him, pulling his head to rest on her shoulder. “It’s ok sweetheart. I know this is all confusing for my baby, its going to be ok. Mommy will never leave you and I will always take care of you. Have you washed up yet?” With his face still nestled in her shoulder, he shook his head no.

“That’s ok, let mommy help,” she said. She grabbed a wash cloth and lathered it with soap. She began to lovingly wash him, paying close attention to his crotch and his behind, “I just want to make sure my baby is clean. Can you lift your arms sweetheart?”

Brian could help the giggle that escaped his lips as she washed his armpits. “Is my baby ticklish,” she grinned and proceeded to blow a raspberry on his belly. “Ok, all done. Let’s hop out.” She grabbed a towel and dried him and instructed him to go wait on the bed for her. She finished drying herself off and got dressed. Brian sat on the bed, his brain cycling between infantile joy and total embarrassment. The emotions were just too much and curled into the fetal position and sobbed.

Rebecca laid down next to him and softly rubbed his back. “I am here to talk if you need to.” Brian tried to catch his breath.

“I’m so, so sorry. I wish this wasn’t me. I have been tormented by these feelings for so many years. I can’t explain why being a baby makes me feel so good. But then I’m overcome with shame and embarrassment and I thought that if you ever found out about it, you would instantly leave me. I wish that I could just get rid of these childish fantasies and just grow up. That way I can be a better husband to you. You must be so ashamed of me,” his sobs grew louder again. “But I can’t. I’ve had these feelings since I was a teenager. When we first met and in the first few years of our marriage those feelings dissipated a bit. I thought I could overcome this. But it came back even stronger than before. I have worn diapers off and on for the last five years. However, I always purged all of my things when that feeling of disgust took hold. And this last time, I was wrestling again on whether to thrown everything out again. I don’t know, maybe I wanted you to find it? All I know is that I can’t get rid of these feelings. And now look at me. I’ve wet myself twice in two days and I find myself missing my binky when I don’t have it. I can’t help it. I’m just a pathetic little baby who needs his mommy.” The tears continued to flow, but it did feel as if a weight was lifted off of him.

            She pulled his face up so that he could look at her face to face. “Brian, you’re secret is out. I’ve know for a long time that you were hiding something from me. I can assure you with all my heart that I love you, I respect you, and I cherish you. Finding out that you want to be a baby doesn’t make me think any less of you. In fact, I think I love you even more, if that’s even possible. The vulnerability that you have shown me that last 48 hours makes my heart melt. Brian Sullivan is perfect just the way he is. You have no reason to feel shame or embarrassment. I want with all my heart and soul to baby you and I want more than anything for you to come to enjoy it rather than fight it. I know it’s hard to overcome those feelings overnight, but I promise you that if you let go and let me take care of you, that you will better than you have ever before. I know you are such a hard worker. You have given me a wonderful life and wonderful home. You did it all on your own. You have always encouraged me and supported my dreams. Its my turn now to return that. Do you trust me Brian?”

            He lifted his gaze to look right into her eyes. He didn’t know why he had waited so long to tell her. “Yes mommy,” he said.

            She flashed that beautiful smile, “I’m so glad. Now, wipe away those tears.”