Tony Gets Some Care After His Spanking! (part 1)

After the spanking at the restaurant, Brenda takes Tony to her place, hoping to change him for the better. “You are absolutely out of line, Tony,” Aunt Brenda scolded, her voice low but stern. “I cannot believe you would behave in such a manner.” Tony sunk into his seat, his face flushed with shame. He knew he had crossed a line but couldn’t control his emotions; the humiliation and excitement all curled up in his belly. All he could think about was how she had humiliated him in public. “I’m sorry,” he mumbled, his head hanging low. “I’m afraid ‘Sorry’ doesn’t cut it, Tony,” she spoke, her tone softening slightly. “You know better than to make a scene in public. You’re thirty-two years old, for goodness sake.” He knew she was right. He was always impulsive, quick to anger, and slow to control his emotions. “I’ll make it up to you,” he told her, looking up at her pleadingly. “Please don’t be mad at me…” She sighed back, her expression softening as she looked at his puppy eyes. She knew he had a lot of issues to work through, but she also knew he was genuinely sorry for his outburst. She reached across the table and placed her hand on top of his. “Of course, I’m not mad at you, Tony,” her voice is gentle now. “It’s not all your fault,” placing a hand on his cheek. “You just need someone to show you how to be a good baby. And that’s where I come in.” She had already led him to her bedroom before he could process what she was saying. She opened the closet doors, revealing shelves of pastel-colored adult baby clothing and stacks of diapers. “What are you doing?” Tony asked, feeling a slight panic rising in his chest. “I’m going to take care of you, Tony. Just like a good baby needs to be cared for,” she replied. He watched in shock as she pulled out a fluffy onesie and a pack of diapers. She motioned for him to undress, and he slowly complied, feeling like he was in a dream. He couldn’t believe that this was happening, that she would treat him like a baby. She smiled and patted his head as he stood before her, clad only in his boxers. “Good boy,” she said before helping him into the onesie and fastening the snaps at the bottom. Tony blushed bright red as she unfolded a diaper and lifted his legs to slide it underneath him. She sprinkled powder on him, slid the diaper between his thighs to press to his tummy, and secured it with the tapes on the sides. “There, all set,” she said, admiring her work. “Now, let’s get you a pacifier and a bottle.”
He couldn’t believe this was happening. He felt so small and vulnerable, dressed in a diaper and onesie like a real baby. But at the same time, he couldn’t deny the comforting feeling that washed over him as Aunt Brenda handed him a pacifier and a bottle of warm milk. “Suck on this, little one,” she coaxed, guiding the nipple of the bottle into his mouth. Just how would you feel in this situation? Call me anytime to let me know and click right here to read the rest! If you’d like to read about that spanking, click here.

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