[Baby Jake]

My most recently released story (at the time of this post). Was supposed to be a short story... mostly meant to be one of the stories you see on Deeker's all the time... only not bad. May sound arrogant of me... but oh well. I plan on doing something similar soon.

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Warning! The story below features a few things that may not be suitable for very young audiences, including explicit sexual themes and scenes. If this doesn’t interest you, then don’t bother continuing on.


It was a beautiful autumn day that chanceful day. There was a real soft breeze that carried leaves off of their trees, from yard to yard, and under my feet – and a warm glow cast by the sun that warmed you up perfectly from the chilly air that winter was just beginning to emit. I loved the smell and sights of everything around me as I was walking around the neighborhood for the first time ever, just trying to get a feel for everything.

You see, I had just moved into a new neighborhood, and I knew no one at the time. I was, and still kinda’ am real shy around new people. I always keep to myself and always kinda’ wait for people to come to me and talk to me. I know it’s dumb sometimes, but I can’t help it.

I was walking down the street, around my neighborhood, just making examinations of everything. It was a real, real nice place. Flat yards, plenty of space between houses, dead end streets and plenty of woods around everywhere. It was a real quiet, crimeless place.

And it was when I was on my way back to my house that it happened. A young boy, my age, came up to me, and stuck his hand out.

“Hiya! I’m Timmy. You’re new here, aren’t you?” he said with a very friendly voice.

I shyly replied “Hey, yeah I am. How’d you know?”

“I live down the street from you. I saw you going into that house that was up for sale not too long ago with boxes” he said.

“Oh. Well… yeah. I’m new” I said, not knowing what to say.

“That’s cool. How old are you?” he asked.

“13” I said. “Just turned it”

“Oh really? Me too!” he replied.

“I tell you what. If you’re not too busy, I can show you around town. I’ve been living here all my life so I know the place real well. You’ll like it here, real friendly place” he invited.

This was real weird, I know. I knew better than to run off with random strangers, in a neighborhood I don’t know. But this was just a boy my age… and something within me said I could trust him…

“Okay – sure. I’d like that” I replied happily.

And it was just like that. We began walking around.

“Okay… well… I might know this place but there isn’t a WHOLE lot to know” he said.

“It’s kind of a small town. Not too much goes on here but we’re all pretty nice people. Won’t find anybody trying to beat you up for your shoes” he said smiling.

“That’s how my old town was. But not like this. This place is real pretty” I complimented.

He and I walked for a little while… long enough for us to have walked around the whole town. He was right though. It really wasn’t very big. But that wasn’t important… what was, was that he and I talked about movies, videogames, and all kinds of things on our way around town. It was real evident that he was a real, real nice kid. Strangely though there was just something about this kid Timmy that really made me like him… I felt like I could definitely trust him. But he and I eventually, after I guess an hour or so… eventually came back to where we had started from, at the bottom of my street. We stopped in the middle of a T intersection, in the middle of the road. No cars were coming, and I doubt any were going to come anytime soon.

“Well I tell you what” he said to me with a real friendly smirk.

“What’s up?” I said.

“You should come in my house. We can hang out… I like you. I think you’re a cool kid” he said to me.

I guess I smiled a bit, feeling real happy that I had made a friend in my first few days in town! But whatever I did, he noticed it.

“I take that as a yeah?” he said.

I nodded. “Sure man that sounds fun” I said.

“Cool! Come with me, I live on this street” he said. “Same as you, right?”

“Yup! I live in that house way over there” I said, pointing to a distant redbrick house.

“I live like three doors down the street” he said.

“We’re practically neighbors!”

He and I walked up the dead-end street, and eventually made it to his house. It was a real nice house… kind of similar to mine but his was just kind of bigger. We walked through his real finely cut yard, walked up onto his porch, and he invited me inside of his home.

“Mom I’m home!” he said, waving me inside.

We walked into his living-room, and there was his mom, standing there conveniently. She was kind of tall, and kind of thin, but really nice and polite looking. She too had dark brown hair like Timmy, and green eyes.

“Hi Timmy! Who’s this?” she asked, smiling.

“This is the kid that moved in up the street” he said.

“Oh! Well hi, I’m Timmy’s mom. Welcome to the neighborhood” she said, sticking her hand out, welcoming me graciously.

“Thanks!” I replied, shaking her hand.

We all stood around in the living room for a short-while. I made a few compliments and jokes, just to give myself a nice little impression.

“Well, you can make yourself at home here. Go ahead and sit down on the couch for a moment, I have to talk to Timmy for just a minute or two, okay?” she said to me, smiling at me, but then looking at Timmy in the eyes… and it was at that moment, Timmy nodded his head up-and-down quickly, as though he was saying “Yes”. The two had practically talked to each other without saying a single word.

“Okie-dokie” I said, walking over to the couch that was in their living room, sitting down, and watching whatever was on the TV. I looked over and saw the two walking upstairs. “C’mon” I heard Timmy’s mom gently say to him, as she put her arm on his shoulder, kind of guiding him up the steps. Though… I wondered what they were doing. “None of my business”, I thought…

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“C’mon” my mom said to me gently, as I felt her arm guiding me up the steps.

I smirked and sheepishly walked up the final few steps, now in my hall on the second floor. The sun coming through the window at the end of the hall agitated my eyes a lot, so I put my head down since I was practically blind… but my mom’s guiding hand led me into a room on my left.

The lights were out in that room, but there was some more sun coming through the windows around me that gave us just the right amount of light… but you couldn’t see very much of anything in the room, only the center of the room is where the light shined. It gave off kind of a light blue aura…

I heard her shut the door behind me, and that’s when I turned around and faced her. She walked up to me and kneeled down to my height, and then undid my pants, and pulled them down to my ankles. After a brief moment…

“Lie down” she said with a smile, brushing my hair gently. I obeyed.

I sat myself down, and then laid myself back so I was now lying down.

“Did my cute little baby use his diapee?” she said in a cute babyish tone that kind of made me blush. I giggled and nodded my head.

“Awww… well good thing Mommy is here to clean him up!” she said.

She pulled up my shirt up to the upper-part of my chest, which revealed all of my diaper for her to change. I smiled a little bit, and then slipped my right thumb in my mouth and started sucking on it gently.

“Widdle’ Baby Timmy wants his binkie?” my mommy half-asked me. I nodded a no… I was content with my thumb.

With a chuckle, I felt the tapes on the sides of my diaper be undone, and the front of my diaper be pulled down to the floor, making a cool breeze sway across my wet peepee.

“Boy oh boy Timmy! You made a mess!” she said playfully. I kind of blushed embarrassingly.

My diaper sure was full!

“Little stinky baby” she teased as I heard the baby wipe box open. Shortly after that I felt a cold baby wipe get pressed against my peepee and all around my front diaper-area.

After Mommy had cleaned my wet peepee and front away, I felt her pick up my legs and bend them towards my chest a bit, pushing my bum outwards and completely exposing it up.

“Stay still” she said.

As I laid there with my knees in front of my face, with my feet arched (I looked kind of like a backwards ‘Z’), I felt her take another baby wipe and wipe my bum of the mess I had made in my diaper.

It took her a few wipes to do that… but the job got done. I knew this when I smelt the soft scent of baby powder, and then felt her apply it all over my bum, and then after pulling my legs down back to the floor, my peepee and diaper-area.

At some point when my legs were up, which were blocking my vision, I guess she had slipped a diaper under where my bum would land. Because after she was done giving me baby powder, she pulled the front of a diaper fold over my peepee and lower-stomach, and taped it together securely.

“There you go you little stinky baby!” she said as she giggled and tickled me, making me giggle a bit loudly.

“Let me get your pants on so you can play with your new friend!” she said.

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I waited patiently there on the couch, wondering what they could possibly be doing. I suddenly heard a giggle out of no where though, from Timmy upstairs. I shrugged. But it wasn’t too much longer after that, that I heard a door shut, and then saw Timmy walking down the steps.

“Sorry about that. Had to be done” he said.

“Don’t worry about it” I said to him.

He came over, and sat down next to me on the couch. “What’s on TV?” he asked me.

“Nothing too amazing. Some kids’ shows” I said, uninterested.

“OH really? Cool! Which ones?” he said, really interested… which really threw me off.

“Huh? Uhhh… Bear in the Big Blue House I think” I said, wondering why in the world Timmy was so excited for a kids’ show!

“Man that show is awesome” he said, leaning forward towards the TV.

I just kind of stared at him for a little bit with a feeling of absolute shock and confusion. A 13 year old kid getting excited for Bear in the Big Blue House?

“Oh well” I thought.

I just looked away from him and towards the TV, and started watching it. It was kind of odd watching Timmy watch a kids’ show though. I mean… there’s the silly intent on watching a kids’ show some people do. But I mean… he was into it. He’d laugh, and play along once in a while. But then again… there was something that kind of drew you in, I’d admit that. And I guess the show WAS kind of amusing sometimes…

“You ever watch Winnie the Pooh?” he asked me.

“Hmmm… not since I was like 3 I think” I said.

“Oh? Well… it’s on next. Who was your favorite character?” he asked me.

I thought for a moment. I didn’t really remember… haven’t watched it in forever…

“I think… Rabbit” I said, smiling.

“Really? He can be a grouch sometimes… I like Roo, myself” he said to me.

“Wow. This kid’s into it” I thought.

“That’s cool… you’re really into these shows, huh?” I said.

He looked at me.

“Sure. Nothing wrong with letting your inner-child out, hmm?” he said to me.

“I guess not, no” I said. He smiled a bit.

We watched another few seconds of TV.

“I dunno. I act like a little kid a lot” Timmy said.

I shrugged. I didn’t care what he liked to do. He was just fine to me.

“What about you? You act like a little kid sometimes?” he asked me.

I thought about it…

“Like how?” I asked.

“I dunno. In any way… Liking to play with toys still, or watching kids’ shows” he listed.

“Nah… not really” I said. He chuckled a bit.

“I don’t know man. Sometimes I just get all caught up in life. Whenever I get real stressed out I find ways to calm myself down. I always wonder what it’d be like to be a real little kid again… just to relax and be cared for… you know?” he said to me.

I nodded a yes.

“But being a teenager has its benefits” I said.

“Yeah, it does” he agreed.

“Sometimes I really do wonder how it’d be to live as a baby again, and a teenager like I am now. Whenever I wanted… I could just swap ages on demand. Live as either whenever I wanted” he explained to me.

I looked at him. He was really serious… and it made sense. Somehow… deep down inside of me… I agreed. That would be kind of cool.

“What about you? You’re moving. That has to be stressful” Timmy said.

“Yeah, it really is” I agreed. And it really was.

“It’d be awesome, after you’ve accomplished your goals, to just lay back and act like a baby or little kid and let the stress go away, wouldn’t it?” he asked.

Somehow I felt like he was trying to get me to say ‘Yes’… and I obliged.

“Yeah… that would be kind of cool” I said.

He gave me a sly smile.

“Just sitting around in a diaper, drinking bottles of milk, and having your Mommy put you in your crib and lie you down to sleep… not really have to care about anything” he said.

I thought about it… somehow that DID sound kind of nice.

“Hehe… sounds you think about it a lot” I said, smiling.

“Ha-ha… you have no idea” he said, laughing.

“I guess that would be real cool” I said.

“You really think so?” he asked me. I nodded a yes.

He giggled.

“Maybe we’ll try that some time” he said.

I laughed… the idea of me acting as I did when I was a little kid was actually a really interesting one. Now that Timmy mentioned it to me… I couldn’t really stop thinking about what it would be like to be a baby again.

“Want to go up in my room?” he asked me.

“What for?” I asked.

“Dunno. Just to chill out. Maybe we can go on my computer or something” he said.

I thought for a minute.

“That and I have something to show you” he said real quickly.

“What?” I asked, unsure of what he had said.

“I want to show you something up in my room. C’mon” he said, gently pushing me in the arm.

“Alright!” I said, laughing.

I wasn’t sure at all what he had in mind to show me… but I went along with it. I didn’t want to say “No” to someone in their own house, anyway. So I got up, and he did too. And then, we both walked up his creaky wooden steps.

Instantly though, I got blinded by a window at the end of the hall. We both winced and put our hands out in front of our eyes because the sun was so incredibly bright. There were several doors on either side of the hall.

“First one to your right” he said.

I walked over to the first door to the right, and opened it up, and walked inside the dimly lit room.

“Sit wherever you want” he said, walking in after me.

He flicked on the light, which made a great difference. I could actually see now. In front of me, there were two windows and a bed. To my left was a dresser, and a closet door on the left wall, and to my right was a computer desk. Nothing too out-of-the-ordinary… his room was actually kind of simplistic and plain.

It was pretty clean… and didn’t come off to me as the usual room of a 13 year old boy.

I made my way over to the bed, and just sat down. He shut the door, and sat down in his computer desk, but faced me.

I waited patiently for him to reveal to me whatever he wanted to show me but he continued to stare at me with a smirk.

“…going to show me that thing you wanted to show me?” I said with a confused smile. He nodded a yes.

“Yes but first you have to promise me something” he said to me sincerely. I got serious.

“Yeah, sure man. What?” I said.

He looked at me. “You can’t tell anyone about anything I’m going to show you, okay?” he said to me.

“Oh man, don’t worry. I won’t say a thing” I assured. Not like there was anyone to say anything to… I didn’t know anyone.

“Okay… and another thing” he said.

“What’s that?” I asked.

“Don’t like… freak out if you’re not interested” he said.

This kind of scared me. What in the world would I freak out about?

“Yeah man, I promise” I said.

He gave me a suspicious look, but quickly gave in. “Alright” he said.

“I’ll be right back” he said. I nodded understandingly.

And with that, he left his room, and shut the door behind him. Leaving me alone, wondering what I could possibly be in for. I was completely clueless… but luckily I didn’t have to wait and wonder for very long. In another minute or two, the door opened again, revealing Timmy… and he had something under his shirt, holding it with one hand.

He shut the door behind him again, and sat back down in his computer chair. He gave me a smug look.

“You ready?” he asked me.

“Yes!” I said with an excited tone. I couldn’t really contain my excitement to see what he had.

And it was then that he pulled out something from under his shirt. At first I didn’t recognize it… it just looked like a really small, folded up sheet. But then it came to me. It was no sheet… it was a big diaper!

“Are those… diapers?!” I asked.

“Sure are” he said.

I was completely speechless!

“…w-why do you have adult diapers?” I nervously asked.

He shrugged. “To be completely honest… I wear them” he said.

I looked at him. For some reason I didn’t believe him… “Really?” I asked.

He smirked and nodded, “Yup” he said.

“…are you… are you wearing one right now?” I curiously asked. He gave me another positive nod.

I couldn’t believe it!

“No…” I kind of just said.

“Yup. Want to see?” he asked me.

I was still in shock. And I kind of didn’t believe him… and as much as I wanted to say “Yes” to his question, I felt kind of weird agreeing to look at my friend’s diaper. But I guess my blank stare answered for me.

“Look-ie” he said.

I looked down, and there it was. His pants were down, and that’s how I saw it… his diaper. He pulled his shirt up, just to make sure I could see it… and I definitely saw it. It was white, with tapes that stretched around the side to the front, keeping it securely in place. And the front rose as high as just above his belly button.

“What do you think?” he sarcastically asked.

I was speechless… and my eyes were glued to his diaper. I guess he noticed that, like he noticed everything.

“Here, you can put this one on” he said, handing it to me. I stared at it… and hesitantly took it in hand.

“What’s it like to wear it?” I asked him, starting to chuckle.

“Warm and comfy” he giggled.

I looked back down at the fresh diaper now in my hand. I was really nervous and hesitant… but really curious. Our talk about being babies again before flashed in my head, and I still found that a fun thought. But I was still really unsure…


I wanted to try it but something about being a big kid, trying on a diaper made it on hard… but I tried my best. If Timmy could do it I could. He was a big kid… and he didn’t even care that he wore diapers!

“Timmy… I have to ask… how come you wear these?” I asked.

“Well… it’s kind of complex… I’ll explain it to you later” he said to me.

“Maybe if you… put it on” he said, with a smirk.

Something told me there was more to this picture than I was seeing.

“How do I put this thing on?” I asked.

“Well… it’s kind of a two person job if you want it done right” he said with a sly smile. I knew what he meant.

“Let me put the diaper on you” he said. “It’s fun, I promise!” he said.

I blushed shyly…

“I-I don’t know…” I said, stuttering nervously.

Having a boy put a diaper on me… THAT was weird!

“Just relax!” he said, now walking towards me.

It was a weird moment at that point. I wasn’t sure how to feel… I was about to be diapered, by my friend, who’s a BOY! It was all happening so fast… but before I could even react…

“Lie back” he instructed. I slowly did so, so that I was now lying on his bed on my back… my heart was pounding hard.

That’s when he undid my pants, and pulled them down to my ankles, putting me in a very embarrassing position. But that was nothing when after that; he pulled down my underwear, revealing my privates!

I watched him, trying hard not to show how embarrassed I was.

“Wow!” I heard him say.

“W-What?” I asked sheepishly, wishing he would hurry up and get the diaper on me.

“I’ve never seen another boy’s peepee before” he said, starting to laugh.

I started blushing even more.

“Just hurry up and put the diaper on!” I told him.

He just laughed harder…

“I’m going even slower now!” he teased.

“C’mon!!!” I whined, pushing my body up from the bed with my arms, towards him.

He started laughing EVEN HARDER! “Okay, okay, okay!” he struggled to get out.

That’s when he got the diaper, and unfolded it. Then, he did something that made me even more embarrassed… he lifted up my legs, revealing my butt completely to him! He squished my legs toward my face, so I was in a kind of ‘Z’ position.

I felt him slide the diaper underneath my butt, and then he lifted my legs back down. After that, he pulled the front of the diaper up from between my legs, onto my stiff penis and onto my lower stomach. Finally, after that, he took the sides of my diaper, and secured them tightly to the front with the tapes.

“There you go!” Timmy gleefully said. I sat up, and for the first time in whoever knows, I was in a diaper.

It was a really weird feeling… it was warm, and like wearing a pillow. It really did feel secure around me… and somehow, I guess because it was over with… I wasn’t nervous anymore.

“You like your diapee?” he said to me. I smiled and nodded a yes.

He chuckled.

“Take off your pants and underpants. No need for those with a diaper on” he instructed. I thought about it… and he was right. No need for those anymore… So I kicked them off at the foot of his bed. And there I was… in just a diaper and a shirt (they were around my ankles originally).

”You too!” I said, pointing at Timmy’s pants.

He looked at me and laughed. “Okie-dokie” he said. That’s when he too took off his pants and underpants, leaving us both in our diapers and shirts, alone in his room.

“Isn’t wearing a diaper cool?” he asked me. I nodded an unsure yes…

He sat down next to me.

“So does your mom know you wear diapers?” I asked.

He looked at me and nodded a yes. “Yes she does. She changes my diapers a lot” he said.

“Changes your diaper? You use them?” I asked.

“Yup. They are diapers, after all. Makes it a lot easier to study or watch movies. Just sit there and go!” he said.

I was curious now…

“What else does your mom do for you?” I asked. He looked at me and smiled…

“A lot. She doesn’t just change my diapers. She bottle-feeds me and babies me a lot” he went on.

“You mean she treats you like a baby?” I asked, AMAZED! He nodded.

“Yup!” he said happily. I was completely blown away!

“She’ll even change your diapers and baby YOU!” he said, punching me in the shoulder playfully.

I looked over at him… still amazed! I couldn’t believe it!

“See… she and I have this game we like to play. We call it ‘Playing Baby’ – it’s where I act like a baby and my Mommy takes care of me. When you play you’re not allowed to talk like a big kid… or do anything like a big kid, for that matter. We do it a lot ‘cause we think it’s fun” he explained to me.

“You and me can play in a couple of minutes, if you want!” he offered.

“M-Maybe…” I said nervously.

This was all happening so fast… I wasn’t able to catch up. I just got in a diaper with the help of my new best friend, who’s a boy, and now we’re talking about acting like babies and even USING the diapers!

“Cool. I’ll tell my mom later” he said.

“What do you want to do until then?” he asked me.

I shrugged… I was looking down at the diaper I was in… and started feeling it with my hand, making it crinkle… still kind of in shock.

“Hmmm…” I heard him think out loud.

“We could go watch some more kid’s shows… or maybe go…” I heard him saying.

After I heard him saying “or maybe go…” I started zoning out in my thoughts. I started wondering about this diaper! It was so WEIRD to be in a diaper! I kept crinkling it with my hand… I was rubbing the front of my diaper just making it crinkle… when I noticed something. It started… it started feeling good…

I could feel my penis through the diaper’s padding, and as I was rubbing the front, I was also rubbing IT too. It felt good… and I started feeling it getting stiff! I wasn’t thinking as I started rubbing more…

“Whatcha’ doing?” I heard Timmy saying, suddenly grabbing my hand. My heart skipped a beat!

I looked at him and he had this funny look on his face.

“N-Nothing” I stuttered.

That’s when he took my arm and hand away from my diaper… and looked closely at my diaper.

He looked at me, and I looked at him. There was some tension, and a lot of silence for a long time…

“…is your… is your…you know… stiff?” I heard him quietly ask. My heart skipped again!

You could see it through my diaper! There was a bulge in the front, and it was very obvious. I shyly covered it up fast! But that made him laugh.

“Don’t be shy!” he said.

There was more of that silence…

“…I am too” he said.

I sheepishly looked over at his diaper’s front, which he was openly showing me. There was a bulge there, too. I was still so embarrassed…

“Cool huh?” he said.

I just smiled and nodded.

Then there was silence… I strangely couldn’t get my eyes off of Timmy’s diaper… or the bulge in front… And I don’t think Timmy could stop looking at mine!

“Boys, come down and get something to eat!” we heard from downstairs. It was obviously his mom.

We looked at each other… and Timmy looked kind of disappointed…

“I guess we should go downstairs, huh?” he kind of nervously asked.

“Y-yeah” I said, short breathed.

There was a FIRE going on in me right now… I could barely breathe! Everything felt real tingly… and I think Timmy felt the same way…

“C’mon” he said, standing up and backing toward the door. I hesitantly followed.

He led me out of the room, and into the hallway, down the steps and through the living room. We eventually got to the kitchen, where his mom was waiting.

The whole way though… I was feeling this amazing feeling. This… just downright overwhelming sensation. I could barely breathe. My heart was throbbing really, really hard… and my stiffy felt real tingly. I had never felt this before! But it was immense…

The slow-motion sequence that I was going through as Timmy and I walked through the house together came to a screeching halt like hitting a brick wall. I had completely forgotten something as we left the room, and proceeded into the kitchen where his mom was.

My pants!

“Awww! Look at you in your diaper!” I heard.

“W-What?” I asked, coming back to my senses. I looked over and there was his mom, standing and looking at me! I looked down, and to my surprise, I was just in a diaper and a shirt!

I panicked and embarrassingly blushed, and covered my diaper with my hands as best as I could! I must’ve looked like a deer in the head lights!

“Don’t hide your diapers, dear! There’s nothing wrong about them!” she giggled, taking my hand from the front of my diaper.

“Come on, have a seat. I’ll get you something to eat and drink” she offered.

I was so embarrassed… I felt the flames of humiliation surging through my veins, rather than the flames of whatever I was feeling only a few seconds ago. My heart was throbbing harder than ever, and I think it was so much that it even made my stiffy run away. It was like “OH NO!” and just ran away like that’s what’s up.

And that was definitely what was up.

But she guided me by the hand (like a little boy), to a seat. Timmy was sitting there already, happily waiting for his meal. I sat down, shaking with shock and terror.

“What can I get you two?” his mom asked.

“Porkchop Sandwiches!” Timmy giddily said.

His mom laughed. “What?” she curiously asked.

Timmy giggled… “Just an inside joke between me and my friend in school” he said.

“I’ll just take a regular sandwich” he finished with a smile like you’d see a little kid have.

“Okay Timmy, that’s fine. What about you?” she asked, looking at me now.

I was still too in shock from this whole day so far to even respond!

“T-The ssss-same” I forced myself to say.

“Okay, I’ll get you both some milk, too” she said, smiling so nicely at us... She turned around and walked around a corner in the kitchen, where neither of us could see us (since it was an L shaped kitchen).

I was too busy trying to catch my breath, realizing that here I was, sitting in a crinkling diaper in front of my friend, and his MOM!

I looked over at Timmy, who did an innocent, playful wave at me. This was just almost too much to take…

I wanted to say something… anything. But I couldn’t.

However… I was in for yet another big startling shock to the system in only a minute. When his mom returned from around that corner, she did bring us sandwiches and milk. But she didn’t bring the milk in a glass, or even a cup. Instead… she handed us both a plate… and a bottle of milk!

“Thanks Mommy!” Timmy said as she placed his plate and bottle on the table.

He immediately took a bite of the sandwich, and then started sucking from his bottle like a little kid.

“Welp, eat up” he said to me.

I looked down at the sandwich… and hesitantly took a bite of it. Yeah, I chewed it. I even swallowed it, too. Imagine that. Then I looked over at the bottle… it was one of those 12oz ones. It had a blue ring, and a clear silicon nipple… and also babyish Winnie-The-Pooh prints all over it, with pictures of Pooh, Tigger, and Eeyore all over it.

I looked over at Timmy. He was doing more than just watching me at that moment… he was examining me… waiting for me to start sucking on the bottle like him, like I knew he wanted. He just gave me another evil smile... I smirked at him sheepishly real quick, and looked back at the bottle, taking it in hand.

It was so cold from the refrigerated milk inside of it… and I slowly… so, so hesitantly… put the silicon nipple against my tongue, closing my lips around it. No liquid came out yet… so I tipped the bottle up more. Still nothing. That’s when I began sucking the nipple gently. That was the ticket because right there, I felt milk flowing into my mouth, almost as slowly as I had put the nipple into my mouth.

I just kept drinking from my bottle, filling my mouth with milk and swallowing it, after that point. My heart was racing still. Here I was, a 13 year old boy, in a diaper, drinking from a baby bottle. The thought just kept rolling through my head over, and over. I felt like I had become a toddler again!

And the big thing was that I was getting used to drinking from the bottle already because in time, that bottle was completely drained, and that sandwich? Yeah that was gone, too. We were both done eating.

“Such hungry boys!” his mom said to us as she took our things away.

“If either of you need a change in a little bit, be sure to tell me!” I heard her say.

That’s when my heart didn’t even skip, but just plain stopped. At this point I was probably on the edge of cardiac arrest from all the beat skipping and fast breathing. But either way, I just heard her say “I’ll change your diaper!”

This was something I had never, ever thought of. That’s also something I didn’t have any more time to think of.

“Okay, will do, Mommy” Timmy said.

That’s when he looked at me, and came over to me.

“C’mon. Let’s go in the living room and watch TV” he said to me, leading the way into his living room.

He led me into his living room, and we sat down on his couch. He turned on the TV, and leaned back…

I sat there, and cartoons began playing on the TV. But I wasn’t paying any attention to that. I was listening to the crinkle of diapers as we both shuffled around on his couch… and I couldn’t help but glance over at Timmy’s diaper’s front. “Was it still bulged?” I wondered…

But when I looked… there wasn’t.

I just looked back up at the TV and did my best. I was starting to adjust to the whole diaper thing… but I was still so excited over it. Excited enough about me and a friend being in a diaper to have my stiffy come back…

And that’s how it was for the next, what seemed like an hour. I guess it was, since two episodes had played on TV. I would keep glancing over at his diaper, rubbing the front of mine quietly and gently so not to draw attention again, all while looking for a bulge in his. But right after the second episode, that’s when something crazy happened…

I glanced over once more at his diaper real fast for the like hundredth time. And that was when I noticed something in the flickering lights from the TV. His diaper… there was a small dark spot on it… right where his bulge was before. The dark spot began growing, and growing! I think he was wetting his diaper!!!

“Whoa!” I couldn’t help but saying.

He looked over at me, and saw that I was looking down at his diaper… and then he started giggling. I looked at him, and looked back down in amazement. I watched the dark spot cover the whole front of his diaper, and then slowly stop.

“Baby Timmy wet his diapee!” he said to me, smiling widely.

My mouth was wide open…

“Pretty cool, huh?” he asked me.

I smiled wide and nodded. That’s when he took his hand and put it on the front of his own wet diaper and started squeezing it and rubbing it gently.

“What’s it feel like?” I asked quietly.

He looked at me…

“…want to feel it?” he slowly, quietly asked me.

I looked up at him and he wasn’t kidding…

“Go on…” he softly said.

I cautiously took my shaky hand and put it on the front of his diaper… and kind of squeezed it. It was so warm and squishy! I squeezed it some more and felt the front of it… and that’s when suddenly, I felt another disturbance in Timmy’s diaper… and that disturbance came in the form of a bulge!!!

“…is that a stiffy?” I whispered to him.

He started blushing and giggled again.

“I need a change” he said, sitting up slowly.

“Don’t want to get a diaper rash!” he said giggling.

“Okay…” I said, getting up too.

We both crinkled our diapers out of the living room into the kitchen, and up to his mom. She was at the sink washing some dishes… Timmy tugged on his mom’s shirt to get her attention.

“Yes Timmy?” she asked him.

“Mommy I need a change” I heard him whine like a little kid.

“Is my baby wet?” she asked him, taking her attention from the sink and to Timmy.

He nodded.

“Okay Timmy, just give me a second and I’ll get you a nice, dry diaper” she said to him

“Okie-dokie” he said, smiling.

Then we crinkled our way back out of the kitchen and into the living room, and sat back down on the couch.

“Mommy is going to change me soon!” I heard. Timmy had an excited tone.

I nodded with a bit of excitement as well.

“So do you like your diapers?” he asked me.

“Sure do” I said, getting a lot more into them now more than ever this whole day!

He giggled…

“Did you… did you like drinking from that bottle?” he asked me.

I nodded.

“Cool!” he said, smiling wider.

“…do you feel like a baby?” he asked me.

I nodded again… that was definitely something I was absolutely sure of.

“Do you… like it?” he asked me…

I shrugged and nodded. It was pretty fun so far!

“…want to see something REALLY cool then?” he asked me.

“Is it another surprise?” I asked him back. He nodded.

“Okay – sure” I said, now even more curious than ever… it would take A LOT to really surprise me by now though, after today’s events so far!

He of course stood up, and signaled me with his hand to get up and follow him. That’s when he guided me through the living room and up the steps once more. But this time, when we reached the hall upstairs, we weren’t blinded by sunlight. The sun was beginning to set and was out of the window’s way. We could see perfectly clearly now.

We stopped in between the two front doors. One to my right, which was Timmy’s bedroom. And one to my left…

“I think you’ll love this” he said to me. Then, without any hesitation, he opened the door to my left.

But I couldn’t see anything yet. It was too dark. But he guided me inside, into the blinding darkness. Even with windows on the wall, it was still too dark because of it being dusk.

“You ready?” I heard him ask me.

“Sure am!” I responded, anxious as ever. I felt like I did before Timmy showed me his diapers, if not more excited.

And with that, there was a click of the light switch, and for a second I was blind from my eyes adjusting. Now… at first, I didn’t see anything. The sudden bright light hurt my eyes. But once my eyes adjusted… I could see perfectly what he wanted to show me.

I was in a room, of course… but this was not an ordinary room. It was definitely Timmy’s room… as a matter of fact, seeing this room and knowing Timmy made me understand why Timmy’s room across the hall was so plain, boring, and dull. Because this room I was in now, definitely was not in any way plain, boring, or dull.

On one wall, there was a huge crib. Its bars were high and it took up the majority of the space along that wall. It was definitely a big crib for a big baby… and Timmy was definitely a big baby. And along another wall was a kiddy table, painted bright colors like you’d find in a nursery. Beside it were bookshelves filled with what looked like all kinds of babies’ and kids’ books. And on my sides, to my left and right on the wall behind me, were more shelves. But these weren’t very high like the bookshelves. Instead, these only rose a couple feet. Filling the shelves were diapers, baby wipes, baby powder, baby bottles, and even what looked like baby CLOTHES!

There was a huge rug in the middle of the room, since the floor was hardwood, but the rug wasn’t an ordinary adult rug. Guess what. Surprise, surprise… it was one you’d find in a nursery. It was pretty big, and had all kinds of cartoon characters on it.

Every time I looked at somewhere else, I’d see something for a baby! I was in a full-blown big baby nursery!

“Pretty awesome, huh?” I heard Timmy say from behind me, completely breaking my trance.

“This… this is…” I began to say.

“My nursery – for when I’m being a baby!” Timmy finished for me.

“Timmy this is incredible!” I said, walking into the middle of the nursery.

I was completely and utterly amazed at what was around me. I couldn’t believe it. It was like I was in a dream…

“This is where my Mommy changes my diapers when I’ve made a mess” he told me as I stared all around me.

“Is this where you and your mom went a few hours ago, when I first came in?” I asked.

He nodded. “Yup” he said.

“So… basically… that big talk before us acting like babies was just to test me?” I asked.

He did another nod.

“Yup. Just wanted to see if you were interested in this before I showed you my diapers and stuff” he finally admitted to me.

And it was right at that moment that we heard the door open from behind us. It was his mom.

“Found yah you little stinkers!” she said playfully.

“Now… Timmy – did you say you needed a diaper change?” she kindly asked him. I looked over at him.

He nodded with an innocent look on his face.

“Okay well just lie down then” she said, walking over to the diapers on the shelves.

Timmy obeyed and laid down onto the rug as his mom got him a fresh diaper. I looked over at the kiddy table, and got a seat to watch…

I watched his mom kneel down in front of Timmy, and slowly un-tape his wet diaper. And this is when it happened again for me… I got… I got that fire in me again. It was like I was in the bedroom with Timmy and I with bulges in our diapers… or like when I watched him wet his diaper and then I felt it… and then felt something else.

She un-taped his second tape, and then… pulled down the front of his diaper. And for the first time ever, I saw another person’s privates… And that’s what set me off even MORE!

Now I was blazing out of control by now. I could feel my hard stiff penis pressing deep into the soft inside of my crinkly dry diaper… I had never ever felt anything this intense before in my entire life!

I did my best to ignore the heat surging through my body at that moment, and instead concentrated at just watching Timmy get his diaper changed. He was now sucking on his thumb contently (which was actually kind of cute) as his mom took a baby wipe and wiped off his wet penis and all around there. Then, like Timmy did to me, she pulled his legs up and wiped off his butt and made sure he was all dry afterwards as she powdered him all up.

After she had his new diaper tightly secured all around him, Timmy sat up, still sucking his thumb. He looked over at me and did another smile with his thumb still in his mouth. That’s when his mom patted him on the head… and walked over to me.

“What about you, you need a change yet?” his mom asked me.

“Nope” I responded.

“Okie-dokie…” she said, smiling kindly.

“Now you babies play nice!” she said.

And with that, she patted Timmy on the head once more… and slowly walked out of the nursery, leaving Timmy and I alone once more.

“Hiya” he said to me as he slowly came over to me.

“H-Hey” I said.

“Nice and dry now!” he said, smiling to me, showing his diaper off to me.

“You going to go pee soon?” he asked me.

I just looked at him… I hadn’t ever thought about it. And even I wanted to… I couldn’t. Not with how hard I was, I have to admit.

“Maybe” I said, unsure myself.

He just looked at me with that menacing expression… that evil smile and expression in his glassy eyes.

I never really thought about going pee in my diaper at all during this whole time… I’m not sure if I was ready for that yet or not. I wondered what it felt like though, to be in a really wet, warm, squishy diaper. Timmy’s diaper felt so COOL! I wondered what that must’ve felt like against his peepee…

“Man… how long have I been in this diaper…” I wondered.

And that’s when something hit me. How long have I been here? In Timmy’s house… and my mom didn’t even know where I was! She might be getting worried!

I jumped up.

“Timmy, what time is it?” I asked, walking over to a window, noticing that it was starting to get dark. The sun was giving off that awesome orange and yellow glow to everything like it always does in Autumn…

“Uhhh… like… 7” I heard him say.

I turned around, and he pointed to a clock on the wall, hanging above the door into the nursery. It too was pretty kid-friendly, as always.

“Man I should go home! I told my mom I’d be back in an hour when I left” I said. I couldn’t believe I had completely forgotten about that. I left my house around 1PM, and now it’s 7.

“Awww… does that mean I won’t get to see you pee in your diaper today?” Timmy whined.

I shook my head.

“That stinks… you’re such a cute baby!” he said.


I stopped suddenly… was I just called “a cute baby”? I felt like I was going to blush…

“…s-sorry Timmy, I definitely have to go” I said, sitting on the floor, putting my hand on the tape of my diaper, about to tear it off so I could go home.

But Timmy cut me off before I could even start…

“You know what” he said to me in a sincere tone.

“What?” I asked.

“You should sleep over” he said to me, getting closer to me.

I hesitantly shook my head again… the thought never occurred to me… but I wasn’t sure if it would work out.

“I dunno Timmy…” I stuttered to say.

“We can act like babies and stuff… all night” he said, smiling.

I tried thinking about it… but I felt too rushed. I didn’t want to leave, but I didn’t want my mom to be worrying about me like I knew she would be. Watching Timmy be a baby was fun… and I thought that playing with him with us both being babies would be real fun too.

“…you’re right. Okay… I’ll try calling my mom’s phone” I said with uncertainty.

“The phone is downstairs then” he said, smirking at me. He turned around, and started walking towards the door.

“Okay” I said, getting up from the floor, and following behind him.

“I have to ask my Mom, too” I heard him say.

I didn’t really say anything. But I followed him down the hall, down the steps, and even into his kitchen. I know he knew I was there because I could hear the crinkle of my diaper the whole time.

“Mommy” he said to her.

“Yes Timmy?” she asked him.

“Can he sleep over?” he asked her timidly, hoping she would say yes.

His mommy looked at me, and looked at. But she had a very uncertain look on her face.

“I don’t know Timmy…” she said, with an uncertain tone in her voice.

“Pweeeaaazzzeee!” he begged!

But she still looked unsure.

“Please Mommy!” he pleaded once more, tugging on her shirt a few times.

“Okay, okay… if he can get permission from his mother, then its fine by me” she finally said.

“YES!” he said out loud.

That’s when he turned around, and looked at me…

“Go ask your mom if you can sleep over!” he said to me, smiling excitedly.

I looked back at him… gave him a slow grin, and said “Okay” – and then left the kitchen.

“The phone is on the table!” I heard him yell.

As I walked over to the phone, I started thinking about how cool it would be if my mom let me sleep over Timmy’s. This baby thing sure was fun… I had grown used to it by now, for the most part… his mom would baby us, and Timmy and I could just play together.

It was so exciting… but I was still kind of nervous about the whole peeing in my diaper thing… I wasn’t sure if I could do it. And another thing I wasn’t sure about was that crazy feeling I got with Timmy a few times… it was so intense… I had never felt that way before.

I picked up the phone on his table and put it to my head after dialing my mom’s cell phone number, since we didn’t have a phone yet. It rang for only a few seconds.

“Hello?” I heard.

“Hi mom!” I said.

“Hey!! Where are you?” I heard her say to me. She didn’t seem mad but she did sound excited to hear I was okay.

“I met a kid my age mom. His name is Timmy and I’ve been hanging out at his house. It’s on our street, just a few houses down” I explained.

“Oh! Okay. Next time could you call me please?” she asked.

“Hehe… I will mom, sorry” I said sincerely.

“So when are you coming home?” she asked me.

“Well… mom… I wanted to ask you a question. Me and this kid are getting along really, really well. His mom said it was okay if I slept over, and Timmy really wants me to. And I really, really want to. We’re having such a fun time!” I explained.

I heard her chuckle…

“Oh… okay honey, we’ll see. I’ll have to talk to his mom first, okay? Can you put her on the phone for me?” she asked.

“Uhh… sure! Hang on” I said.

I slowly set the phone down on the table, and walked out of the living room into the kitchen. Timmy and his Mommy were waiting for me.

“Well?” Timmy asked me excitedly.

“She wants to talk to your mom” I said.

“Okay” his mom said. She got up from the table and walked into the living room.

I sat down. I was really anxious to hear what my mom would say, and I know Timmy was. He was bouncing up and down softly in his chair, making his diaper crinkle loudly. I couldn’t hear what Timmy’s mom was saying from in the kitchen, but I assumed it was just regular, not interesting stuff.

A few minutes went by that seemed to last forever. But nonetheless, his mom came in, and she was holding the cordless phone.

“Here” she said to me, smiling.

I took it in hand…

“Hello?” I asked.

“Well… I spoke to his mom. She’s really nice! She said it’s alright with her, and it’s fine with me. You can sleep over if you want” she said.

“Okay!” I said happily.

“If you ever want to come home, just feel free to walk down the street. Call me tomorrow and let me know when you’re coming home, okay?” she said to me.

“Okay” I said.

“I love you” she said to me.

“I love you too” I said to her back.

We both hung up.

“Well…?!” Timmy said to me, very excited.

“She said yes!” I said to him.

“Awesome!” he said, jumping up!

“So what do you want to do first?” I asked him, just as excitedly.

He thought for a moment…

“Well boys, I have to make dinner. So you two can run around and do whatever you boys like to do” his mom said as she got some things out of the fridge.

“What time is it?” he asked me.

I looked around… I didn’t have a watch, and I didn’t know where a clock was in his house, except for the one in the nursery.

“I dunno…” I said.

Timmy looked around in the kitchen, and eventually looked over at the microwave’s clock.

“7:30” he said.

“What’s that mean?” I asked.

“Come with me!” he said, taking my wrist, and suddenly pulling me.

I didn’t know where he was leading me, or why. But our diapers crinkled as we went from the kitchen table, past his mommy, towards another door.

Suddenly my heart stopped. This was no ordinary door. This was his BACK door, leading outside!

“Whoa, wait!” I said, stopping myself, and in doing so, stopping him, too.

“What’s wrong?” he asked me.

“We’re not going outside like this!” I insisted!

He just giggled.

“C’mon man, it’s just my backyard” he said.

“No, I don’t want anyone to see me in a diaper!” I said, laughing.

“Awww… but it’s dark. The sun is setting, and we have thick wood fences. No one will see us!” I heard Timmy say to me.

“I go outside in a diaper all the time. Even dressed as a baby! No one’s ever seen me” Timmy finished.

Something about his begging me to go outside was breaking through my mental barriers of common sense. But I still stood strong… I didn’t want anyone to see me in a diaper!

“I don’t think so Timmy…” I said lowly.

He had a real disappointed face now… it actually made me feel real crappy with myself. He looked back at me, and it was then, he got real close to me.

“You can trust me…” he said.

I couldn’t really argue… I couldn’t even think

“Please?” he kind of begged.

I didn’t want to but I couldn’t let him down. I wanted to do whatever I could to make this boy happy… even if that meant going outside in a diaper.

“…fine” I stuttered to say. A smirk crept across Timmy’s face.

“C’mon” he said, grabbing my wrist. I hopelessly obeyed…

I followed Timmy like he was my mother or father, and I was just a little baby boy crinkling his diaper along behind them with their hand guiding my way. I was beginning to feel my penis get stiff again as I daringly went outside. I started feeling hot again… like I had so many times today!

As I walked out into the brisk cold air, I wanted nothing more than to ask Timmy if he was getting stiff like I was… and if he was feeling this overwhelming heat coming from it!

I was so scared, and excited at the same time, about going outside like this with Timmy. And before I knew it, there I was. I was outside, on the back patio, on the edge of a large flat yard that eventually went into the woods. His hand still held my wrist, guiding me through the darkness.