I awoke to Lori rubbing my ass. She was messaging the load I deposited in my diaper while I slept. I turned to look at her and she smiled and said, “Hey baby boy, how did you sleep?” I said, “Um, good I guess, what time is it?” She said it was three in the afternoon and it was time to go to work. I was confused and asked what she meant. “Lexi and I work at a strip club and we have to go in to work and you are going to come along. You’ll have a dozen babysitters tonight, won’t that be fun?” The vision of 12 strippers all baby sitting me was spectacular. Sure, it was going to be very humiliating at first, but I would think I would get to be in the dressing room the whole time and that would make up for it.
Lori changed my diaper and we met Lexi at the door. The three of us jumped in the car and headed to the club. They told me that the party I had seen when we first met was a group of girls from the club and that the owner was a tall blond named Samantha. We arrived at the place and it was called “Sam’s.” We parked in the back and went in. The place was huge. The dressing room alone was of a scale that astonished me. Everything was huge, the furniture, the dressing tables, it all made me feel really small. The customer area had five stages and bars along both side walls fifty feet long. It looked as if it was once a ballroom converted into a gentleman’s club. I was given this tour while being carried on Lexi’s hip. She carried me into Sam’s office and she stood up to greet us. She was at least 6 feet 8 and a real stunner. The quintessential Amazon Goddess. Blond hair, blue eyes and a perfect shape, proportional in every way for her amazing height. She took me out of Lexi’s arms and held me up in front of her, “So this is your new baby boy!” she said, “You’re just the cutest thing.” She finished in baby talk. I blushed brightly and she smiled at that. She put me on her hip and we all walked out of her office and back to the dressing room. More of the dancers were arriving, some I recognized from the lingerie party. Just like that night, I was passed around like a toddler. One of the girls said, “Oh, I gotta get me one of these.” Lexi said she would let her baby sit some time and the all laughed. I ended up back on Sam’s hip and I filled my diaper as she held me. “Uh, oh, somebody made poopies,” she said. “I’ll change him later,” Lexi told her and I was put on a giant couch to sit and watch as the ladies got dressed.
Not only were these women amazing to look at, the costumes they donned were erotic as hell. Some went with cutesy, others dressed tough in leather and chains and everywhere in between. I sat, open mouthed through it all and they hardly gave me a second thought. They were dressing for men and I was only a baby. It made me feel ashamed for some reason however that was the least of my problems. I wanted sex and it didn’t seem like that was going to happen anytime soon. When Lexi finished getting ready she came over to change me. As she was wiping my bottom I asked her about the raging hard on I had, if there was anything that could be done about it. “Silly baby, all little boys get hard when they get their diapers changed. It will go away on its own.” She diapered me and that was the end of it. Although I did notice one of the dancers paying attention to our little conversation and she winked at me. I hoped against hope that she was winking to signal to me that she might be willing to help me out.
The DJ arrived, a cute pert little brunette and the only girl in the place not over 6 feet tall. She chatted with the dancers and went over play lists with them. She noticed me and asked, “What is this all about?” Sitting on the big couch she could see the snaps in the crotch of my short-alls. One of the dancers enlightened her, “That’s Lexi’s rent-a-baby,” and she laughed at her own joke. The DJ looked at me funny, shrugged and went back about her business. I tried to get the attention of the dancer who winked at me but to no avail. They were all busy getting ready as the doors of the club opened any minute and patrons were waiting outside. This was a very popular club and it was going to be a busy Thursday night.
A very hard looking brunette in leather sat down next to me and lit up a smoke. “So, is this your thing, being a baby?” she asked. “Well, not exactly,” I said, “It kind of evolved into this. It’s a long story.” “Well start talking baby boy, I don’t go on for an hour.” So once again I poured out the whole story. Several others that didn’t go on right away listened in. I really portrayed Mona as an evil villain in the version I told hoping to solicit some sympathy. When finished, I looked from one to another of my audience trying to gauge their reaction but I got no clear vibe. The tough one sitting next to me seemed to appreciate Mona and I knew there was no help from her. Some of the others just looked non-committal. Still, there was always a chance. I tried to find out their names but all I got were stage names and that wouldn’t help me in contacting them. So I just forgot about it and enjoyed the sites.
They each went out in turn to perform and then work the crowd. Each in turn came back and changed into new more provocative attire and headed back out to the stage. In all honesty it became boring after a while and I fell asleep on the couch occasionally waking to watch more changing take place. Both Lexi and Lori checked on me from time to time and I was given a bottle to drink about every hour and a half. No one bothered to change me for the rest of the night and by the time it we left I had such a load in my diaper that it almost started to push out of the leg openings. Lexi changed me at home and I was left to sleep the rest of the night.
It was almost noon when I was awakened by Lori. She was rubbing my butt as usual and I had quite a load for her to push on. “Hey, poopy pants, it’s time to get up,” she said and I shook off the sleepiness that gripped me. She took me into the kitchen where I found that my high chair had been delivered. She put me in it and strapped me in. I was naked except for my sodden dirty diaper. She put a bib on me and fed me some breakfast accompanied by a bottle of the mix. I asked where Lexi was, “She’s shopping,” Lori told me and proceeded to clean my face with my bib. She released me and carried me back through the bedroom and into the bathroom. She set me in the tub and removed my dirty diaper. She turned on the water and washed me from head to toe, dried me off and carried me back into the bedroom to be dressed. I filled my diaper again as she pulled the short-alls on to me and she said, “I’m not changing you again so soon diaper boy.” She put some socks and sneakers on me and picked me up. She carried me outside and there was the stroller. She put me in it and pushed me down the block. As we passed Elizabeth’s place, Lori stopped and went up to her door and rang the bell. Elizabeth came out and walked with us. The girls talked and I just listened in.
Elizabeth said, “So how is it going with the new baby?” “It’s been fun so far. He has been very well behaved. The mix we got from Mona makes it so he always has a dirty diaper, but they are easy to clean up. All the girls at the club think he is adorable too,” Lori responded. “You know I am available to baby sit any time,” Elizabeth added and I almost yelled out, “NO!” but knew that would get me into real trouble. Then Elizabeth asked the most important question, “How long do you plan on keeping him?” “Well, I’m not sure. Lexi made the deal with Mona. I think it was for two weeks, but she may not want to give him up that soon,” Lori said, devastating me. Two weeks with no sex? That would be worse than Mona’s daily punishments. I missed Mandy and our early morning romps. I had to find a way to make it home. I had been too compliant, I needed to make some trouble so they would tire of me. The trouble was, these women were entirely too strong and could easily over power me. This had to be subtle, some kind of annoyance that would make them tire of me quickly.
We arrived at a park. It was relatively empty and so we had the kiddy stuff all to ourselves. I was made to sit on a swing while Lori pushed me. Then they made me go down the slide a couple of times. Finally they put me in the sand box and sat on a bench watching me and continuing their conversation. They were just out of earshot as they were speaking quietly. I noticed a really hot young blond approaching pushing a stroller. She couldn’t have been more than 19 and she was pushing a $500 stroller with what looked like a three or four year old in it. This was obviously a nanny or au pair.
She looked at me in the sandbox with a skeptical look and approached the girls. She was asking them about me, I could tell from the gestures and they must have allayed her fears. She approached the sandbox and said with a delicious English accent, “Now Trevor, play nice with the big baby,” taking the boy out of the stroller and guiding him into the sand box. Before her sat down she pulled back the waist band of his shorts and looked in, checking the seat of his diaper, “Well it’s not you,” she said and turned to the girls, “I think your baby boy has a bit of poo in his nappy.” I was so ashamed. Always with some one new, I feel such humiliation.
Then it got worse, “Should I have a go at him?” she asked. Both Elizabeth and Lori smiled brightly and said, “Sure!” at the same time. Lori brought her the diaper bag and the nanny took out the changing pad and spread it on the grass. She took me by the hand and led me over to lie down on it saying, “There’s a good lad.” She grabbed the snaps in the crotch of my short-alls and pulled them open. She pulled the tapes on the diaper and exposed my very hard penis. “Looks as though somebody’s up for a wank,” she said and smiled down at me. Just like Lori and Lexi, she did a very professional job of cleaning me up and re-diapering me, just as you would a child. I ached for release but got none. She snapped my pants got me up and swatted my behind sending me back to the sand box. Trevor was busy digging in the dirt and really paid no attention to me at all. There may have been something wrong with the kid but then again, who was I to judge. The Nanny went and sat with the girls and they chatted whilst Trevor and I ignored each other.
I wished I could hear the conversation as it was quite animated as my baby sitters filled in Trevor’s baby sitter on just what was up with me. There was a good deal of laughter, I was sure at my expense. Soon it was time for us to go and I was placed back in the stroller. The nanny leaned in and pinched my cheek and said, “You be a good tot now, I will see you later,” with a wink. I hoped that meant she was gonna show up and fuck me because that was all that was on my mind at this moment, however I doubted it. As they pushed me towards home Elizabeth asked if I’d had a good spanking since my arrival. Lori said that I had been a perfect little boy and there had been no reason to spank me. Elizabeth asked her why a reason was needed to spank a boy and they both laughed. I started to poop again and because they had neglected to strap me in I was able to lift myself enough for it to push out into my pants. When we arrived at Elizabeth’s door step I was taken out of the stroller and she sat down on her steps and put me across her lap. She gave me a good spanking and then put me back in the stroller for the rest of the trip, all of fifty yards, to Lori and Lexi’s place. Lexi, waiting on the front steps, carried me into the house commenting on my poopy pants and put me down for another nap with out changing me.