Phone A Mommy

Things were back to normal when I was awakened by Mandy. I was adding to my full pants as she gently shook me and there was no cramping. She unsnapped the onesie and pulled me out of my diaper and mounted me. There is nothing as pleasant as morning sex with Mandy while wearing a loaded diaper. We came together and then it was off to the shower to clean me up. She scrubbed me quickly and got me out, dried and re-diapered just in case. Left in just a diaper we went to the kitchen so she could feed me breakfast and more bottles of the mix. She had to release me in the middle of breakfast so I could poop again. After breakfast she took me back to the nursery where Kara was trying on a diaper. Mandy helped her get it on and she too was naked except for the diaper. She had big pink nipples and I wanted to suckle on them. Instead I got another bottle, but so did she. I found out that Kara was given the mix last night as well and would be pooping just as much as I today. She didn’t seem too enthralled by the idea. I was overjoyed.

I still had full pants and was told by Mandy that she wasn’t allowed to change me again. Both Kara and I were brought to Mona in the play room. I was made to sit on the floor and watch as Kara was strapped to the spanking table. She looked to be in distress and I knew what that was all about. The first cramps from the stuff we drank were hitting her and she was fighting it. I knew that was going to be a losing battle, though I took great pleasure in her discomfort. Mona knelt at her face and told her that this first lesson would be easy as having to mess herself would teach her just as much as a severe spanking would today. Mona picked her favorite leather paddle, her favorite for my ass any way and stated a slow swatting. Kara gasped as she started to lose control and Mona allowed her to finish before continuing the spanking. I watched in fascination as her diaper expanded outward as the large firm log pushed out of her. I was so hard that I almost started to play with myself, however Mona’s watchful gaze prevented it. Her bladder gave way as she finished and I watched her diaper darken in the crotch. Having to sit still through this was more painful than the spanking and I realized, that was what Mona had in mind. The spanking continued and I was rapt in fascination as Mona flattened that bulge against Kara’s ass.

Kara began to moan and I could feel the excitement building in her. The tingling caused from having your dirty diaper spanked is indescribable, it has to be experienced. Before she over stimulated Kara she stopped and released her. I was put in her place and Kara was made to sit and watch. Mona began with me and I could her the crinkling of Kara’s diaper. Mona reprimanded her to sit still and the sound stopped. As she turned her attention back to my ass, I started to poop again. She started to instruct Kara on the technique she liked to employ here of not allowing me to push my load out and the exquisite pain it caused. She even had Kara get up and showed her how to stop the passage of my BM as it tried to slide out. She had Kara note the discomfort I was feeling and to experience the power she had over me. I was alternating between gasps and panting as my bowels fought against the pressure they applied. Kara almost squealed in her excitement over this and continued to torment me until I almost screamed. Then all at once I was allowed to finish as she plunged her hand into her diaper and frigged herself furiously. Mona scolded her, but I could tell it was half hearted and Kara sunk down to her knees as she got herself off. I couldn’t see what was going on behind me, but it had seemed as though I was forgotten and it sounded like they were kissing. I heard a zipper and as Mona was the only one in the room with pants on I knew my lesson was over.

I could hear the unmistakable sound of licking coupled with heavy breathing and Mona shouted for Mandy to come and get me. She did and I was released and hurried out of the room with just a brief glance and Kara’s full diaper up in the air as she was on her knees face first in Mona’s pussy. That would have been nice to hang around for. Mandy was taking me outside when the door bell rang. She brought me with her to the door and it was Sexy Fed Ex girl with more diapers. She came in and Mandy signed for them. She smiled at me the whole time and I turned red in the face. You would think that by now I wouldn’t be embarrassed but I was just the same. I was made to go out and help bring in the cases of diapers and there were twice as many as usual. At one point Sexy Fed Ex girl thought I was moving a little slow and swatted my bulging butt to get me moving. I froze as she landed her swat and she stood there with her palm cupping the big lump and she said to Mandy, “Diaper boy really needs to be changed.” I recovered and quickly went into the house. She just laughed and got back in her truck. I helped Mandy put all the diapers away and then she changed me into a new one. As she did she teased me into a new erection. She toyed with it a bit and then diapered me. I had a look of frustration on my face and she laughed. Se took me out to the terrace and got me another bottle. She fed it to me while I laid in her lap on a chaise. Before long I was filling my diaper again. Mandy made me stand so she could feel it come out again, then she made me go down on her. She said she was so horny from watching Kara do this to Mona and she came quickly.

It was time for lunch and she put me in the high chair, still in the dirty diaper. Kara arrived carrying a diaper and some wipes and asked Mandy to change her. Mandy said, “Sorry honey but the baby is having lunch in a dirty diaper so you will too.” I offered to give up the high chair to Kara, which earned me a glare. Mandy was in a playful mood and said, “That’s a great idea.” I was removed from the high chair and Kara was put into it. Mona arrived and asked what was going on. Kara started to protest but Mandy cut her off saying, “Mona, you told me that Kara should experience everything the baby is going through, so I am feeding her in the high chair,” Mandy always had that fire and it served her well. Mona just nodded and helped her with lunch. I sat in a regular chair and taunted Kara, making faces at her. I know it was juvenile but I was just a baby wasn’t I?

Kara and I were given bottles to drink and I kept smiling around the nipple in my mouth at Kara. She was shifting uncomfortably in the high chair, sitting on her loaded pampers. I saw her eyes go a little wide and I was sure the first cramps were hitting her. I knew just how uncomfortable it was to have to move your bowels and not be able too. Today was a great karma day, since just that morning, Kara enjoyed making me miserable in just the same way. She was trying to lift herself up but the straps on the high chair made that impossible. She begged to be released and Mandy said, “Not yet honey, we have to feed you lunch.” She gasped out a complaint and Mona moved to take her out of the chair, but Mandy stood her ground. “If there are no rules, how can you expect the baby to behave,” she said to Mona. For Mona, this was a problem. Making me suffer was great, but not her little protégé`. Mona relented and went back to making lunch but continued to look in Kara’s direction with concerned looks. I was in heaven. Kara refused to look at me and I luxuriated in her discomfort. I even got up to show her that I was pooping in my diaper again and it didn’t hurt at all. She noticed this and glared at me, the tears starting down her cheeks. Finally Mandy allowed her a moment to stand up so she could go. She grunted loudly as the big dump was finally released, adding to the bulge in her diaper.

As soon as she finished she was put back in the high chair and we were both fed lunch. My grin was ear to ear all through lunch. Following lunch we were both changed and put down for naps. We shared the crib which was a little awkward as Kara was just hating me at this point. She stayed on her side with he back toward me. I slept with the same grin on my face. I woke up to see Kara looking at me. I smiled again at her and she whispered in my ear, “You are going to pay for this baby boy.” I said, “Careful, the day isn’t over and I can get into LOTS of trouble.” She furrowed her brow and didn’t say any more.

Mandy came in to check on her babies and we were both in need of a change. She took care of us expertly and taken out to the terrace. Sandy was home and I gave her a hug. As I was releasing her I noticed Mona coming outside, and I finished by planting a big kiss on Sandy. It had the desired effect, I was dragged across Mona’s lap for a bare assed spanking. She blistered my behind. Mandy had gone for a new diaper and some cream for my behind and was ready with it when Mona finished. Before I let Mandy take care of me however I looked at Kara and said, “Next.” She looked up in surprise as though she never expected me to be so bold. Mona looked at her with some sympathy but pulled her across her lap the same as me. She pulled her diaper away from her ass and started to tan her behind. Not as used to it as I, she was balling in no time. Then it happened, Mona stopped spanking and kind of pulled her hand away from Kara’s ass as though she were stung. I saw what the cause was for just a moment as Mona Grabbed the back of the diaper that was laid back away from Kara’s ass, to catch the huge log she was pushing out. Her bladder gave way at the same time and since the diaper wasn’t attached, Mona’s lap was flooded with Kara’s pee. I simply lost it. A fit of giggles hit me like I was a kid in church and somebody farted.

As you can imagine, this caused a bit of an uproar. Mona stood up knocking Kara to the ground her loose diaper coming off and making a mess. I have to say, looking at Mona with that soaking wet crotch made me hard as a rock. She stormed into the house to change and Mandy proceeded to clean up the mess that was Kara. Dolly arrived home at this moment and joined us for the aftermath. Sandy explained what had happened and Kara sat there looking like a kicked puppy. I couldn’t have been more pleased. I was in for a terrible time but it was worth it.

A washed and re-diapered Kara sat on the patio looking a little sick. I think I would have also if I had just pissed on Mona. She had a way of dismissing the relevant facts that there was no control over what happened and punish any way. Kara was doing this to learn, not because she liked it and if Mona remained true to her nature, Kara was in for a serious ass whooping. It was hard to feel sorry for her after all the pleasure she had taken in humiliating and punishing me. I just hoped I would be allowed to watch. I noted a change in the look on Kara’s face to one of terror and turned to see a very dangerous looking Mona walk out on to the terrace. She walked right up to Kara, towering over her and snapped her finger and point at her heal. Kara got on all fours and followed her as she walked past me. There was another snap directed at me and I too was made to crawl behind her. I was almost gleeful as I was going to be able to watch Kara’s punishment.

We were led back to the play room and Mona stopped and said to Kara, “I want you to watch very carefully as I demonstrate your punishment.” What was that now? I thought I had heard her say “Demonstrate” and that could only mean one thing. I was hauled up and attached to the spanking table. My diaper was pulled down just far enough so that I was fully exposed but any thing that came out of me would land in it. I was started out with the leather paddle as a warm up, once I was stinging and red she moved to the small wooden paddle. This was followed by the large wooden paddle. I was sobbing by the time she stopped, only to find out she was waiting for me to finish pooping. I didn’t even know I was and it slid out of me and into the diaper around my thighs. When I finished she used the cat-o-nine-tails to criss-cross my ass with marks like a burger on a gill. Finally she pulled my now dirty diaper back up and gave me a hand spanking just for the humiliation factor. The only consolation for me was Kara took no pleasure in my abuse this time as she was next and looked plenty frightened. Even when released I still lay there, heaving and sobbing. Mona called for Mandy and asked her to get the stroller so I could be wheeled out and put in my crib to cry this out.

Mandy brought the stroller in from outside and helped me in to it. She rolled me back to the nursery and carefully changed my diaper applying a generous amount of soothing cream to my tender behind. I was just sniffling when she put me in the crib to take another nap. She said she would wake me for dinner and left. Mandy’s gentle ministrations almost made the beating worth while, I was really beginning love that girl, more than just as my step daughter’s friend. Even though I was worn out I couldn’t sleep. I just lie there thinking about what I needed to do. Tomorrow I would have another chance to talk with Lexi and maybe plan out some sort of revenge. Maybe even get rid of Mona altogether, although that didn’t seem likely. More than anything, I wanted to give her a taste of her own medicine so she could know what it felt like to be treated this way. I started to think about that perfect round behind of hers in a diaper and it made me hard. Then the thought of spanking her, making her submit, followed by taking her from behind, I was throbbing in my pampers. I couldn’t help myself and I started to gently rub the front of my diaper as my imagination made the feeling of the diaper into her pussy taking me in and out again. I had to stop as I heard a crying Kara approaching down the hall. Dolly was there to help her into the crib with me and we lie there, side by side, not talking. I wondered if they had changed her before they brought her back because I didn’t smell a dirty diaper.

Finally she turned toward me and said, “Do you want me to take care of that for you,” referring to the tent in my diaper. I was a little taken aback. But the look in her eyes spoke volumes. She finally understood what I was going through. I smiled and said, “Please.” She grabbed my cock through the diaper and barely started to work it when I shot off a load into my diaper. “That was quick, “ she said with a smile and I said, “I, uh, started with out you.” This made her laugh and we snuggled together and fell asleep.

Kara’s moaning woke me up. She was still having trouble with the cramping. “It’s easier if you just push it out, it’s going to come out any way,” I said to her. I helped her up on to her knees and massaged her tummy as she pushed another load into her diaper. “Do you really like doing that?” She asked me. “Well, yes I do, but didn’t you get a tingle when you were spanked with poop in your pants?” and asked her. “Uh huh, but I still don’t like actually making a mess in my pants, it’s just,…dirty.” We agreed that it was mostly a gender issue, girls being raised to be clean and boys to be dirty. Mandy was an exception because she was such a tomboy growing up. As though she read my thoughts, Mandy entered the nursery to change us for dinner. She eyed Kara’s full diaper with envy as she changed me first. I could tell she couldn’t wait to be my baby girl tomorrow.

It was my turn for the high chair tonight. It had been moved into the dining room and Mandy fed me my supper, Mona fed Kara. Dolly and Sandy fed themselves but watched Mandy make a mess of my face as she missed my mouth on purpose. In between bites I drank another bottle of the mix, noting that Kara was not given any. I guessed that her baby treatment would end tonight. After supper, Mona and Sandy left for the evening. They wouldn’t be back until Thursday night. Kara went home also, still in a diaper because the mix still hadn’t finished with her, she took several diapers with her. I asked Mandy if she wanted to start early and she jumped at the chance.

The first thing I did was get her to make herself a bottle of the cement mix, then I took her back to the nursery to be diapered. Dolly came along to help. She was in a very playful mood and teased Mandy while she diapered her. She was wild with desire and wanted to screw around, but Dolly was enjoying this and made her wait. Dressed in just a diaper and her crop top T, we settled into the living room, all three of us on the couch. We took turns giving her bottles with the mix in it. I too drank several of them.

I saw Dolly slide her hand into Mandy’s diaper. Mandy was leaning against Dolly and she purred as Dolly made contact with her wet lips. Dolly was working it and Mandy had a look of bliss on her face. I leaned in and pulled Mandy’s T up and started to suckle on her breasts. She moaned and I knew that she was going to climax at any moment. I took on of her hands and put it between my legs where she cupped my ass as I filled my diaper with another massive log. That did it and she screamed out her orgasm. She pushed me back on to the floor and pulled my cock out and mounted me, pushing her diaper to the side. She rode me to another climax. She got on her knees and helped Dolly get her pants off, then went down on her while she sat on the edge of the couch. She reached back and pushed her diaper aside again inviting me to take her from behind, I slid into her and started to grind. She worked over Dolly with her tongue and her face was pushed into Dolly as I rhythmically rammed her from behind. I got off followed shortly by Dolly and we all collapsed back on the couch in an orgasmic glow. Dolly and Mandy put me to bed for the night.

In the morning I woke up intertwined with Mandy. I hadn’t awakened when she got into the crib with me, but snuggled up to her in my sleep. We both had full pants and I woke her by caressing the bulge in her diaper. “G’mornin’ Daddy,” she said with a sleepy grin. We kissed and caressed each other into arousal, and Mandy pulled me out and mounted me. We took our time, savoring the experience. Mandy pushed another load into her diaper and climaxed with the effort. Her pulsing around my cock helped me to join her. Satiated for the moment, it was off to the shower for our morning clean up.

Soaping and scrubbing Mandy’s body is a pleasure with out end. The feel of her hard body as it grows slick with suds, the way she twitches as I wash her recently aroused naughty parts. Even with out coming there is a sense of the orgasmic in it. If you ever have the means or opportunity to indulge in this, I highly recommend it. I’m sure any twenty something female hard body will do. The sad part was the necessity to hurry as the next round of pooping may happen at any time. So we were quick to dry off and re-diaper each other. Then it was time for breakfast. I wouldn’t let Mandy wear anything but her diaper and I got dressed in a t-shirt and some jean shorts. In the kitchen I put her into the high chair and gave her a bottle of juice to drink while I made us something to eat. Mandy Said she wanted some pancakes, the thought of feeding her and having syrup drip on her perfect breasts for me to lick off made me stir in my shorts and I whipped up some batter. As they were cooking on the griddle, Mandy became uncomfortable with the need to poop and the inability to push it out. I told her she would have to hang on or the pancakes would be ruined. She screamed, “Fuck the pancakes, I gotta poop!” and I laughed. I turned them down so they wouldn’t burn and released her. She held her ass off the chair by pushing on the armrests and quickly filled her diaper. I watched out of the corner of my eye as I tended to the flap jacks. She sighed her tremendous relief and settled herself back down into her big load. She moaned her pleasure and smiled at me. I brought over a plate, re-attached the tray and began to feed her bite after bite dripping with syrup and butter. When she had her fill I removed the tray and started in on her clean up with my tongue. She squealed as I contacted her nipples and went to town on my dedicated clean up. Mandy had one hand down her diaper and she brought herself the rest of the way home. While nibbling her nipples I filled my pants as well.

The door bell rang and I took Mandy by the hand and we went to answer it. I froze in terror. It was Elizabeth and Lexi. The two of them, together at my door could not be a good thing. Mandy asked me what was wrong and I said that I was surprised to see them. She asked who the tall girl was and I said I will introduce them. I opened the door and invited them in. “Mandy, this is Lexi and I think you know Elizabeth?” They exchanged pleasantries and I asked, “What uh, what brings you here?” As if I didn’t know. “Well,” Elizabeth began, her icy eyes boring into me, “Mona wanted us to make sure you’re okay. After your cryptic phone call to Lexi, she was worried about you.” I looked to Lexi, searching her eyes for the sympathy I saw in them two nights before. It was no where to be found. She smiled at me in a way that reminded me of the look a woman gives a baby. I had confused a maternal look with sympathy. Elizabeth took my chin in her hand and brought my focus back to her. “So, we are here to help you pack. You are going to stay with Lexi for a while. She very much wants to be a mommy and you will fit the bill nicely.” So that was the pay off. Instead of helping me she was helping herself to me. She picked me up and put me on her hip like a toddler and I was carried back to the nursery, her hand planted firmly under my bulging ass. Mandy looked very disappointed at first but Elizabeth took her aside and spoke with her for a time and then she seemed quite pleased. More deals behind my back. Women are treacherous if nothing else.

I sat on the floor and watched them pack onesies and short-alls, t-shirts and bibs. Short sets and that stupid sailor suit, socks and sneakers followed by wipes were all put into suit cases. Mandy and Elizabeth returned with bags from the kitchen with bottles and other things. They started taking stuff out to the car. Lexi picked me up again and patted my ass. She asked me if she should change me now or when we get to her house. I told her both. She put me down on the floor and changed me just like a baby. There was nothing sexual about it. I feared that all the fun I was having was about to end.

Mandy gave me a very passionate kiss good bye and I was buckled into the car and we left. Lexi put a pacifier into my mouth as she drove in an attempt to keep me from asking any questions. I felt betrayed and a little nervous about what was happening. There was no mention of how long I was to stay with her or even if I was ever coming back. I felt a little like crying, as though I was home sick. Lexi kept looking over at me and smiling, but she didn’t say a word the whole trip into the city. Mid-morning traffic wasn’t too bad but I still filled my diaper before we reached her place. I was finding that the more of the stuff I drank to make me poop, the less I was peeing. It must be absorbing the water out of my system. Interesting trade off, bowel incontinence over urinary. I don’t think it’s marketable to the general public as a cure though.

We arrived at Lexi’s place and she carried me in on her hip like before, one hand on my ass. I took the pacifier out of my mouth and asked, “So, how long am I here for?” “She put it back in and set me down on a couch that I noticed was larger than normal. I also realized that she was probably closer to 6 foot 5 then 6 foot 2. She sat next to me and looked into my eyes and said, “The deal is, that I get you for at least a week. If you behave it will be fun and if you don’t, well, let’s just say that Mona is hoping you won’t.” I cringed inside and asked, “So what constitutes good behavior?” “Good question baby boy,” she said with obvious excitement, “Let’s go over the rules. I want a baby, but I can’t have one. I can’t adopt because of my line of work and you were offered to me to try out. If this works, I’m going to get a guy just like you. So, for the next seven days, you are two years old. You will toddle, and talk like a baby, you will be fed and bathed and put down for naps. You will act just like a baby boy the whole time and I will be your mommy. My room mate Heather will be your aunt and we will both take care of you.” I had to ask, “Were you a part of this from the beginning?” “No actually, it’s serendipity that you came along,” she said with that sparkle in her eye.

The girl from the night I was here that changed my diaper walked into the room. “Lori, do you remember the baby boy?” Lexi asked. “You mean little stinky britches?” she said, “I changed his dirty diaper.” She picked me up like I was a feather and plopped me on her hip. “You have poopy pants again, don’t you wittle boy?” she said in baby talk. I confirmed what she said with a blush. Patting my ass she said, “Let’s go get your poopy pampers changed.” Just like Lexi, she was all business and I wondered how masturbation fit into the rules, cause 7 days of being changed by these two beauties with no relief would be more frustrating than I can imagine. Cleaned and diapered I was fed a bottle in Lori’s lap and then put down for a nap. I was sure there were going to be plenty of these.

I didn’t really need to sleep and I just sort of looked around the bedroom. I was in a normal bed for a change and I wondered if my crib was going to be delivered. This must be a guest room since it didn’t really have the feel of a regular occupant. Near as I could tell it was the only bedroom on the first floor and had its own bathroom. The bed was normal single width, but it was very long, it must have been custom made. I was lying on top of the duvet cover, which was gender neutral. There was a bed side table with a lamp and a dresser. Next to the dresser was a case of diapers in a cardboard box. There was a closet, but the door was closed so I could only assume that my toddler clothes were in there. As I lie there I realized I was filling my shorts, and I wondered why I didn’t even feel the urgency to poop anymore. I thought about how that could have happened so quickly when the ass fuckings came to mind. Could there have been something, some anesthetic that was applied to the dildo that Mona used on me? It would eventually wear off so I would just have to wait to prove that out.

Lexi came in to check on me. Seeing that I wasn’t sleeping she got another bottle for me and fed it to me there in the bed. “Drink up little guy, it’s almost time for lunch. We are going to go out for a burger, but first we need to get you dressed. I just love you in the short-alls.” I finished the bottle and she remover the shorts I was wearing for the short-alls from the closet. She didn’t change my dirty diaper though and the feeling of the short-alls being pulled up snug between my legs, pushing the load against my ass was stimulating. This was furthered by the position she carried me on her hip, with her hand holding my ass where it bulged, all coupling to make me very horny. My erection was poking her in the hip and she looked into my eyes and smiled at me. It wasn’t a come on and fuck me smile however. It was more of a “Oh, how cute, the baby has a boner,” kind of smile. Lori joined us at the door and we headed out into the city to have lunch.

Lori and Lexi both towered over me and made me actually feel like a little boy. The let me walk between them and they each held one of my hands. I waddled between them and must have looked pretty silly because people turned and stared at us which in a city this big is rare. About three blocks of walking brought us to a little restaurant with an out door serving area. Lexi asked for a booster chair but the waitress said that they didn’t have any in my size with a bit of a giggle. Lori then asked if they had a bib and the waitress said, “Sure thing, it might be a little small on such a big baby, but I’ll bring one out.” When the waitress returned with the bib, Lexi asked, “Is there a place I can change his diaper?” The waitress looked right at me and burst out laughing. This was too much for her and she said no, that the bathrooms were too small and she would prefer that they not do it here. We ordered some drinks and the waitress asked if there was a bottle in the diaper bag for her to put my drink in. Lori, who had been caring the diaper bag, looked inside and produced an empty bottle for her. She looked a little shocked but took it to the bar and had them fill it with cola for me.

“You look a little tired from the walk baby boy, I will call and have the stroller delivered for you, ok?” Lexi said. Lori chimed in, “He has a stroller? That’s so cute!” The waitress returned with the drinks and she handed me the baby bottle with a smirk. She looked to be about 19 and probably was a student. The uniforms here were a short black skirt and a white dress shirt. She certainly looked good and had amazing legs. I was ogling them when she caught me, put her hand under my chin and lifted my gaze to her face. She had a dazzling smile and she said, “Would you like me to put your bib on before you start to drool?” I blushed and she laughed and put the bib around my neck tying it. She leaned in to me and said, “Somebody has stinky pants, you do need to be changed, don’t you?” She said she would check if we could use the break room in back. Lexi ordered us a round of burgers and fries and she went off to put in our order and see if the breakroom was available.

The girls talked about girl stuff and I sat and looked around at the other patrons. It was an interesting mix of urban professionals and college students. None of them paid any attention to me and I was glad of that. It was pretty warm out and I was a little uncomfortable in my dirty diaper. I was kind of hoping that Lexi could change me. I added to the load in my diaper as we waited and then the waitress came back and said the girls wouldn’t mind if we used the breakroom. Lexi took me by the hand and led me into the restaurant and through to a room with lockers and benches. There were three more hottie waitresses in there all in varied stated of undress. They all stopped what they were doing to watch. Lexi put a changing matt on the floor and had me lie down on it. They were fascinated until the diaper came off and they saw it was poopy. That broke the spell and they went back to getting dressed. I was so embarrassed. Lexi cleaned me and put a fresh diaper on me. She had me stand and she re-snapped the crotch of my shart-alls. One of the waitresses asked what the deal was and Lexi said that I was her baby boy. All three of them just sort of looked at us and then we left to go back to our table. The food was there and we ate. The waitress came back a couple of times to refresh our drinks including refilling the baby bottle and when we finished, brought the check. Lexi showed the check to Lori saying, “I guess children eat for half price.” I could see that my meal was half the cost of the girls even though we had the same thing. Lexi include the discount in her tip and thanked the waitress again for letting her change my dirty diaper. She said, “No problem, bring him by any time, he’s a cutie.” I blushed again.

When we returned to Lexi’s place I was put down for another nap. I was a little tired and I drifted off to sleep thinking about how this wasn’t so bad. There was no punishment to worry about and all I had to do was eat and sleep and poop in my pants. Not a bad life for a diaper lover.