A SECOND BABYHOOD FOR ALEX
written by babyhuggiesboy (babyhuggiesboy@yahoo.com)
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BACKGROUNDS ON THE MAIN CHARACTERS:
ALEX - About 5'5", 140 pounds, 22 years old. Kind of a weakling and submissive. He's Caucasian, and
secretly an adult baby but has told no one. He deeply desires to become a baby again and be cared for by
women. This burning desire manifests itself in different ways, most notably his shyness and temper. He
would give anything to become a baby again. His life is at a low point right now, and he feels generally
depressed and apprehensive about doing adult things like getting a job and supporting himself.
KELLY - About 5'8", she's a large, motherly woman, 27 years old. A little bit overweight at about 170
pounds, she's Caucasian with long, straight brown hair and gorgeous D-Cup breasts. She's got a strong
maternal instinct and loves babies. She's going out with Alex but she's increasingly tired of his dullness
and is looking for a big change in her life. She's thinking about splitting up with Alex, and has been
studying wicca spells in her spare time, one of which has the ability to make someone into a baby,
permanently.
MISC. NOTES ON THE STORY:
- This is my first attempt at an age regression story.
- Whenever you see three asterisks (* * *), it means the story is changing from the characters point of view,
from either Alex or Kelly, or as third person. This may be confusing at first, but I really wanted to try to
explain this experience from all points of view. This only really starts happening later into the story.
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Alex cringed.
He was supposed to be home an hour ago. He had been out at the bar with his friends, getting
drunk and talking about women all night. He was stuck outside, by the door, checking his watch nervously
and shaking, too scared to go in.
Kelly was bigger than him and he was afraid of what she would do to him. "I've been a lousy
boyfriend" he thought to himself as he stood there out in the cold.
Inside, Kelly fumed. She sat at the kitchen table by herself, in the near-darkness, contemplating
what she was going to do. "He can't be late again! God damn that bastard! He treats me like I'm worth
nothing!".
In her left hand, she clutched her wicca spell book. She had the page with the page with the
regression spell bookmarked. Alex had stood her up many times, and done other disrespectful things to her
during their entire relationship, and every time Alex screwed up she felt like using the age regression spell
more and more.
"Tonight is the night", she thought with a smile.
Outside, Alex resolved to open the door. He clutched the doorknob with his wavering hand, and
forced his wrist to turn the knob. Slowly, the doorknob turned and the door opened. He was surprised to see
Kelly sitting there in the darkness.
"Honey, I'm sorr-"
"Quiet, you!" Kelly snapped. She was angry, and wanted to Alex to know it. "You're late again,
you realize this, don't you?"
"Yes... y-yes, I k-know" Alex stammered. He noticed she was holding a ratty old book in her
hand tightly against the table. He hoped it wasn't that witchcraft book. Kelly had been threatening to turn
him into a baby for months now. Though the idea secretly excited him, Alex did not believe in witchcraft
and interpreted the threats as a mean joke, "mean" because she always said it with a straight face.
"You know" she began, setting the book down on the table and running her long, painted
fingernails across the front of it seductively, "I've been reading this wicca book a lot lately. I've noticed
you've been disrespecting me more than ever, and this is really bothering me. I've been thinking about just
dumping you and kicking your jobless ass out of my house, but I've got a better idea."
Alex just stood there. He expected a loud, screaming argument but Kelly's calm, calculated words
creeped him out. He was too shaken to move, Kelly's beautiful, motherly faced looked downright evil in
the harsh light of the darkened kitchen.
"On page 212 of this book is a spell entitled, 'Second Babyhood for Wayward Males'. I think it
would suit me, and you, nicely. See, it's an age regression spell. If I cast this on you, your body will regress
into that of a three month old infant, and will never age again. The spell can never be reversed. You'll
retain all your intelligence so you'll have to suffer the humiliations of being treated like an infant with an
adult conscience."
Alex was stunned. Hearing his girlfriend talk about age regression and turning people into infants
actually kind of turned him on. He was an adult baby after all, it was his secret desire to become a baby
again and would drop his life that was going nowhere in a second to return to the warm comforts of
infancy.
He decided right then and there that he would act like he was horrified at the idea, then let Kelly
cast the spell on him while he puts up a small fight, and then enjoy his life of being pampered for all
eternity.
"You can't do that to me! I won't let you! I don't want to be a baby again, please let's just talk for
awhile!" he offered impotently, trying his hardest to make his rebuttal as pathetic as possible.
Kelly grinned at the weak reply. "You've tried to be a man, and you've failed. You've tried to be a
boyfriend and you've failed at that too. You're obviously best suited at being a diapered, spineless little
baby."
"To be honest, I'd love to have a little baby around the house! I just love babies so much. When I
turn you into an infant, Alex, we can go shopping and I'll buy you the best cribs, changing tables, bottles,
highchairs and disposable diapers you can get! Only huggies and pampers for my little baby boyfriend, not
cheap store brands!" she cooed.
"She actually seems serious!" Alex thought to himself.
"Please... don't cast this spell..." he offered as a last resort. But his fate was sealed. Kelly got up
from the kitchen table and went to her room. She was gone for about 2 minutes, and during this time Alex
walked over and sat down on the couch. He contemplated his fate and what was about to happen to him. He
accepted it. He knew it would happen sooner or later, either he'd become a baby again or he'd die early,
anything but live a normal life. Alex didn't really like normal, adult life anyway. Way too many
responsibilities and not enough simple pleasures like filling your diaper while sitting in your playpen,
sucking on your pacifier while playing with your toes while your girlfriend and her friends watch TV on
the couch.
He was going to enjoy this. After all, he always did want to become a baby again. He wondered
what a babies body would be like. Obviously, it would be smaller. And weaker. But would his adult mind
still have good motor control over his limbs? It would definitely take some getting used to.
Would he be able to act like a baby convincingly in public? It couldn't be that hard. Babies are
instinctual creatures, to act like a baby he'd just have to do whatever he wanted, when he wanted and let
Kelly moderate things.
If he's sitting in his stroller and his girlfriend is shopping for new clothes for him, and he wets his
diaper, he's going to giggle and smile a little bit because it feels good and he knows it's naughty. After a
couple minutes, if the soft padding of his pampers become cold, clammy, and generally uncomfortable,
he's going to cry no matter where they are in the mall and hope he gets changed.
If he's getting changed and he feels like kicking his right leg in the air, he'll do it. If he feels like
snatching a little piece of dust floating in the air, he'll do it. He'd get used to it quickly.
If he felt sick, he'd spit up.
If he wanted his pacifier, he'd cry.
This transformation would afford him other interesting opportunities. He'd get to see how people,
especially women, treat babies from a babies point of view. To them, he'd appear to be a drooling, adorable
infant, barely three months old. But on the inside, in that little squirming body, there would be a 22 year old
mind analyzing their actions, quelling his natural urge for privacy as they pick him up, hold him close to
their breasts, rock him back and forth, sing to him, coo baby talk to him, hug him, pat his back, put their
fingers inside of his diaper to check if he's wet.
The downside to this unique perspective is that he'd have no way to tell anyone what it was like.
Not only would no one, except Kelly, expect him to say anything of any sort of intelligence, but he
wouldn't be able to talk, what with being three months old and all.
Kelly returned.
With her, she carried two sticks of sage incense, a lighter, and the book.
"It's time." She said, ominously. "Follow me."
She walked up to Alex and took his hand, and led him to the small walk-in closet in their
bedroom. Alex had, by now, resigned himself to his fate and mentally prepared him for the life-altering
experience he was about to go through.
Kelly had Alex lay down, and then she stripped all of his clothes off one by one until he was
naked.
"There's no point having your new, baby body drown in your clothes after you've been regressed"
she said.
Kelly lit the two sticks of incense, closed the door of the large walk-in closet and turned on the
light.
"It's necessary, for this spell to work properly that the pungent smell of sage permeate the air
strongly, that's why I'm going to do this in such a small space."
Alex was basically ignoring here at this point. As he laid their naked on the soft carpeting and
thought about becoming a three month old baby again, his penis grew erect. Kelly noticed this and smiled,
then looked at Alex with a strange expression.
"You do realize I'm about to turn you into a baby, right?"
"Yes, I know... I'm just so scared, I can't really control myself. Maybe you could... relieve
me..." Alex offered. He was tremendously horny right now.
Kelly caught the hint.
"One more for the road, huh?" she joked.
She took a break from her preparations, kneeled down and cupped his balls in her soft, warm hand
while playing with his fully erect penis with her other hand. It was a pretty crude handjob but it did it
worked, Alex came in about a minute, which was quick even for him.
Alex felt tremendously relieved, and tried to store the memory of that last sexual excitement away
in his mind since he wasn't going to be getting much sex as a three month old.
Kelly had absolutely no idea why Alex was so horny right now. She expected him to be terrified
or atleast uncomfortable. She pushed that to the back of her mind and got everything set up.
"All right, baby, are you ready?" Kelly said.
"I guess" Alex said with a wavering voice.
"I've just got to repeat these words while touching my fingertips to your chest" she explained.
She grabbed the book, and turned it to the page with the age regression spell on it.
"Any last words, future infant?" She said jokingly.
Alex said nothing, he was too focused on what was about to happen.
"All right then" Kelly said.
Kelly began to chant the ancient words: "alvioujh, leberta, talvu, veb nein shuk, zinfrot djinaar!
alvioujh, leberta, talvu, veb nein shuk, zinfrot djinaar!"
Seconds later, the room was bathed in a brilliant blue glow. Alex felt nothing yet.
Kelly then chanted the second part of the spell: "Uhnumor, regvib, giqqut jikk jomnlor rarvoj!
Uhnumor, regvib, giqqut jikk jomnlor rarvoj!"
The tiny closet, still bathed in blue light, began to get warmer.
Alex felt his body begin shrink. His arms and legs retracted into his body, and his lost fat and skin
simply disappeared. All over his entire body, his skin was revitalized. It was baby soft and incredibly
healthy looking. It was a slow process, his body gradually decreasing in mass. This felt incredibly weird to
Alex.
His head shrunk also, his nose and face became more youthful, then more adolescent, then more
childish, and finally infantile.
It took about a minute for the full change to take place, with Kelly waiting patiently and watching
the process intently. The blue glow left the room, and the temperature returned to normal. What lay on the
floor of the small closet now was a naked three month old baby named Alex, who used to be 22, and who
had the intelligence of a 22 year old, and who would never age another second, forward or backward.
Kelly was surprised the spell worked, and stared in disbelief at the perfectly normal looking infant
laying on the floor, kicking softly, looking stunned as well.
"He does make an incredibly cute baby" She thought to herself, still contemplating what she had
just done.
Alex still laid there, getting used to his new infant body, testing out his arms and legs to see how
much control he had over things.
He tried to kick his left leg. It flopped weakly to the left and returned back to where it was. He
tried the same with his right leg, with similar results.
He tried to bring his fist to his face, and did, with some difficulty. His muscles were very, very
weak as expected and even after this little physical activity he felt like he had just ran a mile. His motor
control was below average. He could only bring his closed fist to his face for a couple seconds before the
muscle fatigued and wobbled back to his side. "This is going to take some getting used to" he thought.
He tried to lift his head but couldn't budge it an inch.
"That's going to be the toughest part to get used to" he thought to himself. Walking was out of the
question, he didn't trust his body to be able to hold itself upright and propel itself under it's own volition.
He didn't really feel like walking ever again anyway. That would at least ensure that he would
never, ever have to do anything for himself, not even the most basic task.
Kelly watched him test out his new body with interest. She didn't bother him, so that he could get
used to it.
Suddenly, he felt some warm liquid hitting his chest. He tried to lift his head to see what it was,
but of course he couldn't.
Kelly tried not to, but giggled anyway.
"You're peeing on yourself, Alex!" She couldn't stop laughing.
Alex flushed hotly with shame. This was incredibly embarrassing, though not completely unusual
for such a little infant. For some reason, he felt like crying but he held that back, barely. He still sniffled a
little bit, his eyes became teary, and his cheeks were red.
"That's strange", Alex thought to himself. "If that had happened when I was an adult I wouldn't
have even thought about crying".
Kelly stopped giggling.
"Awww, my poor bay-bee!" she said in exaggerated baby talk.
Alex winced at the baby talk, but then thought "what the hell?" and played a long. His stomach
was now getting colder, and as the urine cooled he began to sniffle. He tried to hold it back, but for
whatever reason, he began to wail. He was surprised at the sound he was making. He had cried before when
he was an adult, and it sounded nothing like this. The sound of a baby crying had become legendary in
society due to how annoying it is, and it just felt weird to be making that sound so effortlessly. It had a
purpose, since he couldn't talk he had to have a way to communicate with Kelly. He'd cry when he was
uncomfortable in any way, and he'd gurgle and coo when he was comfortable and happy. So he continued
to cry, hard. He didn't like being cold.
Kelly's first instinct was to pick up Alex and hold him to her warm chest to comfort him, however
she didn't because she didn't want to get his pee on her. Kelly quickly walked out of the room, and
returned with a couple paper towels. She kneeled next to Alex and blotted the urine off of his stomach.
Then she got up and threw the urine-soaked paper towels in the trash, then walked over to the bathtub and
turned on the water.
Kelly returned to where Alex was and picked him up with her cold hands, holding him naked by
his armpits. Alex was still crying, and being picked up by the armpits by cold hands didn't exactly improve
his situation.
Kelly carried him like that to the bathtub, which was now half full by now. She set him down in
the warm water and he stopped crying.
Alex felt himself fall backwards. Kelly had set him down in a sitting position but did not realize he
was so weak he couldn't sit up under his own power. Kelly fortunately caught him before he hit is little
head on the floor of the tub.
"I forgot how helpless and little you are!" she cooed again with a sigh of relief.
* * *
Her big hand was permanently holding me up. I had just stopped crying earlier and the warm
steam rising up from the water filling the tub felt good on my face. Kelly washed me with normal soap and
she washed what little hair I had with normal, adult shampoo.
Kelly was obviously unprepared to care for a baby like me. She had the maternal instincts and the
basic knowledge of how to care for an infant, but when it came to supplies, i.e. changing table, crib,
diapers, ect., she was caught off guard. Maybe she didn't think the spell would work. Either way, she'd
have to go out and buy some baby furniture in a little while and transform the guest bedroom into a nursery
fit for a 3 month old baby boy.
I couldn't wait to wear diapers again. I was completely naked, and even though I was in a baby's
body, and that fulfilled part of my fantasy, I just couldn't wait to have a disposable baby diaper on me
again. Will baby diapers feel better or worse than the adult diapers I had tried when I was an adult? I guess
the baby diapers will almost definitely be better. The thrill of getting to wear huggies and pampers again
was really exciting.
Kelly finally got me clean. She lifted me out of the tub, again by the armpits, and swaddled me in
a bath towel. She dried me off pretty well, and wrapped me in the towel tightly so that I was warm, then she
held me up to her chest. It felt great. The image of a young baby swaddled in a blanket and held up to his
mother's chest was a pretty popular image and it was neat to feel what it was like.
I was incredibly warm like this. Kelly held me so that I was right next to her warm, soft, big
breasts and looking right up at her. She smiled down at me with absolute maternal love and held me for
about 10 minutes, gently rocking me. I felt a little drowsy but didn't fall asleep. I was loving this. I was
completely warm and knew that the person who was holding me totally loved me and would never let any
harm come to me, ever.
After the 10 minutes, Kelly carried me downstairs and into her car, a four door honda sedan. She
set me into the front seat and tried in vain to buckle me in somehow. I was so small the seat belt was
practically useless.
"She really needs to get a baby seat" I thought to myself.
Kelly improvised, sort of, and set me down on my back on the floor in front of the front seat. The
floor wasn't that dirty, Kelly kept her car unusually clean. I couldn't see much except the ceiling of the car
and a little bit out of the driver side window. I was still naked at this point, so it was probably best I wasn't
visible.
* * *
I got into the driver's side, started up the car, and drove carefully. I looked down at little Alex
every time I was at a stop sign or stop light, and couldn't help but smile as I saw him squirming around
down there on the floor.
"I sure hope he doesn't pee again" I thought to myself. "I'd better head to the grocery store and get
some diapers for him". Buying some diapers would accomplish two things: I wouldn't have to worry about
Alex accidentally peeing all over my car, and it would give Alex some sort of clothing.
I drove for a couple miles before I spotted an Albertsons. I parked as close to the store as she
could, and left Alex squirming around on the floor of the car.
"I'll be right back sweetie!" Kelly cooed to Alex as she rushed into the store. I entered the
automatic doors and walked quickly to the baby aisle. I spotted the diaper aisle quickly and stood in front
of it for atleast a minute, studying all the different brands; Huggies, Pampers, Luvs, Drypers... there were
so many different brands of diapers, and sizes as well. I realized that I didn't know what size of diaper to
get. Fortunately, a girl about 17 years old who worked at the store happened to be walking down the aisle.
"Excuse me", I said to the teenage girl, "What king of diaper do you think would fit a 3 month old
boy?"
The girl smiled at the thought of the baby boy, and then said "hmm... I'd go with Huggies
ultratrim size 2. That's the brand that many of the parents I babysit for seem to use. It's always better to go
with a little bigger size than too small".
"Thanks!" I said, glad to find someone who could help me. I looked for the huggies ultratrim size
2, then grabbed the largest package I could find, and clutched the large package to my breasts as I walked
up to the counter.
I paid for the diapers and walked back out to my car.
* * *
I was still lying there, on my back, on the floor of the car. I really hoped I wouldn't pee again, and
I'm sure Kelly hoped that wouldn't happen even more than me.
I entertained myself by playing with my toes until the sound of the passenger side door near my
head opening startled me. I heard a slight rustling noise and then I saw Kelly, holding the package of
Huggies, placing them on the seat above me.
Kelly then picked me up, took me out of the front seat, and then positioned me naked on her hip
while she opened the back door of the sedan. She set me down on the back seat. From this vantage point I
could see the huggies logo reflected on the glass of the front passenger window. A tingle ran up my spine
as I lovingly anticipated the diapers that I would soon be wearing.
"I finally get to wear baby diapers", I thought to myself. "Not adult diapers, not two pampers size
6 taped together, but real, actual baby diapers". I couldn't wait.
This logo soon disappeared from the window as I saw Kelly open the passenger side door and
retrieve the package of diapers from the front seat, take them out, close the door, and then put the red and
white package on the floor of the car next to the seat I was lying on.
Kelly then tore open the end of the pack and pulled one beautifully-scented diaper from the
package. Kelly unfolded it with one hand, then picked up both my legs with the other hand and slid the
diaper underneath me.
The diaper felt really soft on my ass when I was laid down on it. Feeling huggies on my butt
actually made me shiver with pleasure. Kelly noticed and smiled down sweetly at me.
Then she pulled the front of the diaper up between my legs and taped it securely. It fit perfectly,
and felt great. The huggies diaper felt like really nice, soft, somewhat papery, thick, bulky underwear.
Every time I kicked my legs while being diapered, I could feel the soft leg gatherings of the huggies
ultratrim rubbing against my infantile thighs, and I could feel the soft padding caress my tiny infant penis
while the diaper crinkled ever so slightly.
Kelly then stood me up, holding me by the armpits. I looked like a normal, diapered infant. I no
longer felt naked, I finally had some little bit of clothing, even if it was just a disposable diaper that would
soon be full of my pee.
I sort of felt a little attachment to this first diaper of my new infancy. It represented just how little
and helpless I was, I couldn't even control my own bladder or bowels, and it felt so nice.
Kelly then laid me back down on the back seat, closed the door, and then went back to the drivers
side, opened the door, got in the car and turned on the ignition.
She drove to Babies R Us. Kelly got out of the car and then picked me up. She positioned my
diapered butt on her hip and walked over to where the shopping carts were. She set me down in the little
top area of the cart that babies can sit at, putting my legs into the leg holes. I could feel the front of my
huggies rubbing up against my crotch since it was being pressed against by the plastic of the seat of the
shopping cart. She wheeled me into the store and went straight for the clothing section.
* * *
I looked down on little diapered Alex, sitting in the cart like a good little infant. He was cute,
sitting there only in his disposable diaper, but I think he needs some sort of warm clothing.
I went to the clothing section of the store. I saw a bunch of really adorable little clothes for babies.
I chose the cutest, warmest looking, fuzziest baby-blue sleeper I could find. I wanted my baby boy to be
warm.
I picked out the sleeper, and I knew it would fit my little Alex since the package said "for 3 to 4
months" on it. I had a lot of shopping to do.
* * *
Kelly continued shopping for a long time. She bought everything she needed with her credit card:
a nice wood crib, a changing table, a high chair, a diaper genie, some more huggies and pampers, baby
bottles, bibs, pacifiers, formula, baby food, lots of sleepers and onesies, a car seat, some were baby blue
and other solid colors and others had nice infantile designs on them, plus every other kind of baby item
imaginable. Kelly arranged to have all furniture delivered to the house later that day as she paid for all the
things she could take home.
Kelly bought the highest quality baby furniture she could, since this furniture was for a baby that
would never get older. Besides, Alex was HER baby, and it was her duty as a mommy to provide the best
possible life she could for him.
* * *
I paid for everything, and brought everything out to the car. Alex was still in his diaper, but not for
much longer.
After I loaded everything into the trunk and back seat of the car (there was a lot of stuff!) I picked
up my little Alex. I took one of the onesies from the back seat and put it on him. He was adorable! He
really looked like a baby now.
"All he needs now is a pacifier" I thought to myself. I opened the package containing the NUK
pacifiers, took one out, and plopped it into Alex's little mouth.
* * *
When Kelly placed the pacifier in my mouth, I instantly began to suck on it. I'm not really sure
why I did, it was really just sort of a reflex. Either way, sucking felt really good. Here I was, in my huggies
and nice, warm, fuzzy onesie sucking on my binky. I really was a baby.
Fortunately for me, Kelly bought a car seat. She set it up so that it was in the back seat, since that
was supposedly safer, and buckled me in. The soft padding of the seat was very comfortable and the
padded front bar was fun to hang onto. This seat was much more comfortable than any other I had ever sat
in back in my adult life.
Kelly drove home, and I just amused myself. The car seat gave me a greater view of what was
outside the windows, and I watched trees and stop lights zoom by. I was content.
Suddenly, without warning, in the middle of the drive home my diaper began to feel... odd. The
front of my diaper suddenly became really warm and... wet! I was wetting my diaper! I couldn't feel
myself peeing, or starting to pee, but I could feel my diaper becoming a lot warmer and wetter, starting
with the front and then gradually the wetness spread to the lower crotch of the diaper, to the bottom of the
diaper, and finally all the way up the back.
It felt like I had peed about a gallon into my huggies. When I felt the wetness stop spreading, I
knew I had stopped peeing. That was the only way to know. I couldn't have stopped even if I had tried, and
I had no idea that I had started. The part of my brain that allowed me to control my bladder and urination
was gone. I was completely incontinent.
My diaper was much heavier now, and it had puffed out a bit. If it weren't for the onesie I was
wearing, my diaper would have sagged as well. I had completely flooded it. I didn't know if I leaked, but I
didn't think so. I was impressed by how much these diapers held.
Kelly had the windows rolled up, so the faint smell of urine permeated the car rather quickly. My
huggies were still really warm, but not as warm as before, and I could tell they were cooling down. I was
soaked.
* * *
I sniffed the air.
At first, I was puzzled as to why my car smelled like pee mixed with baby powder all of the
sudden, then I remembered that I had an infant in the car and I put two and two together.
I smiled and giggled a bit as I looked in the rear view mirror. Alex was smiling at me deviously
behind his pacifier. He had obviously wet his diaper and seemed to be enjoying it.
I was only about 2 minutes from home, so I decided to just wait and change him when I got home.
"Let him enjoy his pee pee diapers", I thought.
* * *
I was really enjoying my pee pee diapers!
While any other baby would cry because of having a wet diaper, I was relishing the experience.
My diaper felt wet, and lukewarm. They had cooled down significantly since my earlier peeing,
and now the soaked padding of the diaper was being warmed slightly by my own body heat.
After wearing a nice, dry huggies diaper for an hour or so this was definitely a new experience.
I continued to sit in my wet diapers when, as Kelly was about 2 minutes from the house, I began to
feel something coming out of my ass. I realized pretty quickly I was pooping.
Without warning, the back of my diaper expanded a little bit as the poop coming out of my ass
squished against the urine-soaked padding of the back of my huggies before maneuvering down slowly
towards the crotch area of my diaper. I could feel the poop slide out of my butt, but like peeing, I could
neither start it nor stop it, and I only became aware of it because of the effects of my pooping had on the
diaper.
It was a medium sized load, but the fact I was now sitting in it was strange. I almost cried but bit
down on my pacifier with my toothless gums and closed my eyes tightly to stop my self. It was really
tough, but I managed to not cry. I wanted to experience this.
"So this is what a full diaper feels like", I thought. I now knew why babies usually cried when
they were poopy. Being wet was one thing, but poop felt really strange against my butt. Not necessarily
bad, just really strange.
Oh, and the smell. I knew that my loaded diaper had already probably smelled up the car.
"Oh well", I thought, "that's her problem!". I didn't mind at all.
* * *
I noticed my car began to smell really bad, so I rolled down the windows. I knew Alex had a
poopy diaper. Fortunately we were really close to home, so I decided I'll just change him when I get home.
A few minutes later, I pulled into the driveway. I got out of the car, and picked Alex up. I carried
him into the house, and set him on the tile of the kitchen; I was afraid he might leak or something.
I left him there in his dirty diaper on the floor of the kitchen as I brought in all the stuff I bought. It
took about 5 minutes before I had everything inside. Setting up the nursery would begin in a little while,
when the furniture was delivered.
I returned to where Alex lay. I took off his onesie, so that all he was wearing was his dirty diaper. I
felt like teasing him a little.
* * *
Kelly picked me up, holding me by the armpits, after she had just taken off my warm onesie. I was
a little cold right now since all I was wearing was a diaper.
Suddenly, she began to skip around the kitchen. She cooed in a sing-song voice "My little baby
Alex has a full diaper! My little baby needs to be changed!! Oh boy he's so poopy isn't he??". I laughed a
little and enjoyed the ride, I could tell she was just joking with me.
She paraded around the house, holding me up, singing "My baby is stinky! Little Alex has a dirty
diaper, yes he does! Yes he does!! His little huggies are so full aren't they?" I was enjoying this a lot, and I
giggled uncontrollably.
My full diaper barely clung to my hips. It was really sagging now, and without the support of the
onesie, was really almost falling off. She flung me around again, and suddenly my heavy, loaded diaper
flew off and landed on the kitchen floor. It slid for a few feet and landed on the non-poopy side,
fortunately.
Kelly stopped for a second, then laughed uncontrollably. I laughed too! I wanted to keep wearing
my dirty diaper. I tried to tell Kelly to put it back on me, but remembered I couldn't talk.
So I started to cry.
"WWWWAAHHHHHHHH!!! Wahhhhhhhhahhh... wahwaaaaaah!!!!!" I bawled suddenly.
Kelly was taken aback. She thought this meant he wanted a clean diaper, but as soon as she started
to walk into the living room to retrieve another one from the huggies package, I cried harder. I wanted my
old diaper!
Kelly was at a loss. She walked back into the kitchen, and I stopped crying. She noticed me
looking down at my dirty diaper on the floor.
"Ooohhhh!!!" She said. "You want your diaper back, don't you?" she cooed.
"Well, I guess you can wear it a little longer!" she said.
Kelly picked up the dirty diaper, and laid it flat on the tile floor. Then she laid my poopy butt on
the urine soaked, poopy back of the huggies, and brought up the front of the dirty diaper and fastened it
snugly.
"You can wear it for a little while longer, but then I've got to get you changed" she said to me.
I was in heaven. I loved this dirty diaper, it was nice to be back in it again. She picked me up and
brought me into the living room. As she carried me, the diaper sagged on my hips a little, but not as much
as before since she taped it on tighter this time.
She laid me down on the warm carpeting and let me sit in my filth for a couple minutes. She
returned with a box of baby wipes, a new diaper, and a diaper changing mat. She picked me up and sat me
on the mat. I was sad to see my dirty diaper go, but I decided I should have a clean diaper now.
She undid the tapes on the soggy mass that was once a clean huggies, folded it up, and set my legs
down on the mat.
She wiped my poopy bottom and crotch with the baby wipes while blowing bubbles on my
stomach. I gurgled and cooed happily.
She then got the new diaper, unfolded it, and then lifted my butt and put it back down on the
diaper. Then she brought the diaper up between my legs and taped it securely.
"There you go! My baby boy is all nice and clean in a fresh new diaper!" she cooed. She grabbed
a sleeper, this time it was a baby Bert and Ernie one, and put the sleeper on me over my huggies.
A sleeper is like a full body suit, and this one was made of some kind of really warm fabric. It felt
good against my skin and made me really warm. I felt drowsy and fought to keep my eyes open.
* * *
I noticed Alex was really tired. The crib hadn't been delivered yet, but I found the next best thing
to put him in: A basket of warm laundry!
The thought of little infant Alex dozing away in a basket of laundry fresh out of the dryer was
absolutely adorable to me.
"Alex, I just have to go fix you a bottle of formula and then you can have your nap, okay?" I
cooed to him. He looked up at me drowsily, but he was still awake.
I picked him up and sat him down on the couch, then I went to the kitchen. I took the can of baby
formula I bought from Babies R Us and set it on the kitchen counter. I opened the package that contained
the baby bottles and took one out.
I fixed the formula, put it in a bottle, and brought it to Alex. I walked over to the couch where
Alex lay, fighting off sleep, and picked him up and set him in the laundry basket. Then I gave him the baby
bottle. He was too little to hold the bottle himself, so I kneeled down next to the basket and held it for him
to nurse, like a good mommy should.
* * *
I nursed the bottle until it was empty, as I looked up into Kelly's beautiful eyes. She looked down
at me with a look of complete maternal tolerance. That one bottle basically filled me up.
Kelly then lifted me from the basket, and held me against her chest, supporting my diapered butt
with one hand as she gently patted my back to burp me. I burped and she set me back down in the basket
lovingly. I was completely and totally comfortable, and fell asleep quickly in complete contentment.
* * *
The nursery was set up later that day. Kelly continues to care for Alex. Alex enjoys his new life as
a baby immensely. Kelly doesn't mind the hard work it is taking care of an infant, all the dirty diapers and
feedings. Soon Kelly started taking hormones that would allow her to lactate, so she could breast feed Alex.
Kelly cast a spell on herself so that she would not age, at all, ever. She would stay 27 years old forever.
Alex and Kelly lived in complete bliss for all eternity.