If You Give A Mouse A Cookie (the real story)

[kamonbishop]

Chapter One: How it all started.

I was 19 when I proposed to my now wife of 2 years. We got married 2 years after my proposal on the same day she accepted. We are nowhere ready for kids but the thought has crossed her mind more than mine. We bought a little house together near the city, but outside enough to feel like the country, so if we decided we were ready, it would be the perfect place to start a family.

Every morning, Annie, my wife, would wake me up with a kiss on the lip, take out her voluptuous breasts for me to nurse on. I would, contently until the flow would lessen and then she would rotate to the right and I would start again. When I was full, she would stick her finger down my diapers to make sure I hadn't messed the night before, and to her surprise, I hadn't. This was good, as I didn't want to be changed before breakfast. She had me get down off the bed and waddle out our bedroom with just my diaper, soggy and drooping. Annie saw this and asked me if I wanted to be changed.
"Nah uh," I said as best I could with the Nuk #5 taking up most of the room in my mouth, leaving only a small area for words.
"Your choice, but no crying about it when you're watching tv this morning mister!" She went in to the kitchen and I heard a cupboard opening, a popping of a lid and the cupboard closing. That either meant formula, or coffee... it really depended on whether or not she wanted me to wet a lot today, or just enough. I secretly hoped a lot, because I loved Saturday's in a warm wet diaper.
There was nothing public about my diapers. It was just me and Annie. She had no idea until the night of our wedding... Surprise! She was okay with it though - she loved me wholeheartedly, and to me, that is sacred and rare.
We were looking at an old photo album of our senior year. Usually, the guy goes out with his buddies and gets hammered in a strip club, or gets drunk somewhere else. But I decided that it was more important to spend my last night as a bachelor, with the one woman I loved most.
I was fully diapered - already wet and very ready to burst again.
Don't ask me how I managed to keep it a secret for so long, because to this day, I do not know. I think it had something to do with me being so shy around her until the first night we made love.
I started to trickle into the already soaked Attends disposable but knew that it would leak, so I held on for dear life. The doubler in there was already starting to be unable to hold it's own and I couldn't chance exposing myself to her... I loved her so much, and I didn't want anything to get in the way of us... not even my deepest fantasy.
She looked at me and knew something odd was going on. I had a strained look on my face and she asked me if I was all right. I almost burst out laughing I was so nervous. Then it happened.
A new fear had grown deep inside my body. Not at the front end - that was old news... but I had problems with the back end.
I usually didn't mess my diapers unless I knew I was going to be alone and had an extra diaper on hand. It was a little pleasure of mine to feel helpless and like a little baby. Unable to hold in my messes, and having to be changed by my "mommy", whoever that was, was always the most sensual thing I could imagine. It was like tasting sugar for the first time after eating spinach straight for a month. It was my happy place.
Looking down, and smiling was all I could manage.
"I, uh, have to go use the bathroom," I said weakly - my voice cracked a little.
"No you dont," she said, "you're trying to get out of this trip down memory lane, mister! Now sit here with me, remember, you wanted to do this!"
"Oh, but I'm not trying to get out of it! Annie, I need to use the batheroom!" I exclaimed, feeling a bit turned on by her tone of voice - she had never talked to me like that before. What was going on? And with all that thought, the damn burst. I let it all go and I couldn't stop for the life of me. I dropped to my knees and as I knew, the diaper didn't hold. It started to leak. As if on cue, my bowels released directly after, letting out all that I tried dearly to keep hidden from my future wife. I started to break down and whimper.
"What the hell was that?" She gasped as the spot near my diaper started to grow darker and darker on my jeans. "Did you just wet yourself?" I couldn't talk. I was holding back tears of embarrassment - I had tried to tell her so many times, but was never able to. I just hadn't had the guts to follow through with it. "Honey, I'm so sorry!" she said, "I didn't know you really had to go. You should have just gone! I was just playing with you." Her voice was soothing and apologetic. "Aww, baby, I'm sorry." She took me into her arms. We were about the same height. She took my hand, "Come on mister, lets get you cleaned up," and led me to the bathroom.
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I loved "mister". She would called me mister from the first day I met her in 8th grade. She was the most beautiful girl I ever laid eyes on. But then again, the most popular girl in school was always like that. I... was a nerd. Until High School. The summer before 9th grade, I vowed to get her. I told my best friend at camp the week after graduation that she would be mine someday. He blew it off... I bought a 4 month pass to the local gym. Three weeks before school started in late august, I was mostly muscle and had been playing basketball with some of the guys from my old school. They never knew me until that summer, because I never really knew anyone at school except Steve (my best friend) and Lavern (my cousin) who was second to Annie on the popular list. She pretended I didn't exist and that was okay with me... Everyone else did.
After football started Junior year, I was named captain of the JV team. I was still a nerd - but I was in good shape. I still had glasses, the girls still turned me down, but second semester that year I was put into the same math class as Annie Volks, the most popular girl in school. She would always glance back at me. I would catch her sometimes and she would turn red and look away. Her friend (my cousin Lavern) sat next to her. She finally came up to me at lunch and handed me a crumpled up piece of paper.
"Don't say I never did anything for you kid." She called everyone kid. It was her thing. I opened it and it said 2 lines with one word on each line. The first line was date with a question mark - the second line was a hyphen with the name Annie. I couldn't believe it. Was she asking me if I wanted to go on a date with her? I mean DUH! Who wouldn't? But me?!? I mean, what should I say back?
I went home and thought about it. Saw the invitation to prom on the table... Prom...? Would she want to go to prom? I took out a piece of notebook paper and thought for a second. I put two words, one on each line. First line was, prom with a question mark. The second was a hyphen and then my name. The next day I gave it to Lavern and she gave me a weird look and walked off.
Two hours later I was by my locker getting ready to go to math, my least favorite subject with my most favorite person in the school. I closed my locker and was spooked by none other than Annie Volks.
"Hey mister."
I melted right then and there.
"H, h.. hi." was all I could mutter out. She giggled a bit.
"So, prom huh?" She was very quiet and laid back. She was a red head (I had a thing for 'em) with long legs, sexy thighs and an amazing smile. She was also pretty grown into her body if you know what I mean - especially with the shirt she was wearing today.
"ye" was what I heard come out of my mouth and I quickly nodded, so I didn't feel more like I needed a speak-and-spell and less like an idiot. "If you want," I looked down and started to trail off.
She bent her head down just enough to catch my eye with hers and said, "When can you pick me up?" I looked up in shock. "How about 8 o'clock?" she asked.
"Sounds good." SOUNDS GOOD?! Who says that?! Why couldn't I have said sure, or yeah or something less stupid/nerdy.
"Wanna walk to class?"
"With me?"
"Yes mister, with you." She giggled at how nervous i was.
She took my hand and we walked the 5 hour (actually 5 minutes, but I was holding Annie's hand so it was blissful) walk to the math wing where she sat next to me.
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I stood in the batheroom as Annie went into our room to get some pants and underwear for me. The heat was turned off because I was supposed to be out of my apartment and in our house one day ago, but the movers scheduled wrong and wouldn't be coming until tomorrow, so we were stuck here with no heat, or there with no bed or couch or anything. She tried to unbuckle my belt, and I tried to back away.
"Don't be silly, I just want to help." Something made me back off and let her. I wasn't thinking at all, just wimpering. Then she noticed the smell. "Did you mess yourself too?" I just turned away and whimpered more. "It's okay, accidents happen." And when she pulled down my yellow stained underwear, she saw the diaper.
"Okay, I don't understand."
"I can explain!"
"Well, I would hope so." She didn't sound mad, just weirded out.
"Okay, you know that I've never really been open to sharing some of my big deal fantasy's with you right?"
"Yeah, are you saying...?"
I cut her off, "Let me finish." She nodded. I just knelled down and told her straight up, "I love diapers. I love every aspect of them. I love feeling comfortable in them, I love wetting them, and sometimes I love messing them." Her ears perked, I paused. "I also love you." She smiled. "I love every aspect of you. I love being with you, seeing you and touching you; feeling your warm body next to me makes me feel whole. I feel comfortable with you. I guess I just never wanted one for the other, so I chose to keep it secret from you. I was afraid of how you would react... You mean so much to me."
She looked at me like I was the cutest puppy she had ever seen. Like she wanted to keep me forever and ever. I thought that was a start. "I never knew." She said. "Why would you think this was a big deal?" She shook her head, "It's who you are, I would never want to change that. I fell in love with you for who you are." She smiled bigger. "So, lets get my little mister out of his messy diaper." She cooed at me. Instantly she transformed. She laid me back. "I don't really know how to do this, but I want to learn how to please you, and if this does it, by God I'll be the best damn diaper changing wife known to man."
"Well, you don't have to do that..."
"Shhh..." she put a finger to my lips and said "Babies can't talk, can they?" I shook my head and smiled. "Do you have extra diapers and stuff?" I nodded. "Can you show Mama where it is?" I nodded. "Good boy."
We walked, well she walked, I waddled into my old room. Got out a box labeled AB and handed it to her. It was chock full of onesies, pacifiers, Attends disposables and even a blanket. She pulled out: wipes, cream, two diapres, a booster, my Nuk #5, two bottles and a onesie. She pushed me on the bed and my mess moved a bit in my diaper. She could hear it squish.
"Aww, did baby make a mess? Want mommy to change that diaper?" She was talking a little sexy... I saw her nipples were hard, but I thought that was just because we had no heat in the house. "Why don't you let mommy let you make a special mess for her, huh?" I nodded as I started to harden under my diaper. "What should mama do? Want her to make you cum for her?" She started to un-tape my diaper. "One tape, two tape, three tape, four!" As all the tapes were now disconnected from my casing, she had full access to my now very erect member. "I wonder, what my baby likes?"
She started to caress my purple head with the wet tips of her fingers. She pulled the diaper down a little more exposing my balls. She took out a couple wipes and was very thorough. Put the diaper pad down under me and everything. She cleaned me up extra special with the wipes and threw the diaper in the last open trash bag. With a bit of coaxing, she got me to pick my bum up so she could put another diaper under me. "Isn't that better honey?" I nodded in approval. "Aww and my baby is still all hard for mommy. Well, mommy can fix that cant she?" I closed my eyes as she started to rub me again, this time with rash cram. She firmly grasped the shaft of my penis and started slowly masturbating it. It was too good to be true.
Apparently she liked it too, because as soon as I started to feel the urge to cum, she stopped. "Not yet honey, I have a little surprise." She took off her shirt and straddled over me. She had jeans, a bra and panties on still, which she was busy unbuttoning while her firm breasts dangled over me. I wanted them.
"Uh, Uh!" I moaned and looked at them.
Her pants were off, and her panties were next, "You want mommies breasts? Is my baby hungry for mommy's body?" She was so turned on by the fact she was in control of me that she was practically wetting the diaper under me from her own juices. "Mama's pussy is so wet." She moaned and started to rub against my erection. "Do you want me baby boy?" I nodded my head as she unstrapped her bra. She dangled her right breast towards my mouth and let me suck on it for a good long time until she switched. She was grinding on me the entire time and I could tell she had cum a couple times, but only a little each time. She let me enter her as I sucked away in pure awe at the fact that I was her baby boy and she wanted me this way right now. She started to buck and gasp and moan, as I started to move my hands in towards her love handles when she said "NO!" She grabbed my forearms and forced them down on the bed still bucking, she stopped. "...Don't be naughty" she whispered in my ear and giggled. Then she started again. Forcing me in harder and harder and faster until she arched her back and came all over my shaft. She collapsed for a minute on my chest and looked up at me and smiled. Remembering that I was still prime to cum for my first time.
She mounted me again, hard as a rock and for five minutes she rode me. She got off again but didnt lay on my chest again. Instead she went down to my head and started sucking. As soon as I was good and ready to cum, she saw me tense up, she stopped sucking, took her hand and wet it with her own juices and started masturbating me again while she let me suck on her breasts again. I dont think I have ever cum harder in my entire life than in that moment. For one straight minute, I was releasing myself in the open. She took the breast away and started making out with me. She cleaned me off with another wipe and when I was ready, mounted me again, still kissing.
It was the most passionate sex we had ever had.

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[kamonbishop]

Wow, I don't even remember this!

[gaarafan4]

uhh....

o.o

[kamonbishop]

I mean, posting it on here.

[gaarafan4]

I was just talking about the story in general...

[Olivia]

Dude, put a mature tag on this. I didn't even read it, but I spy "cum" and "shaft" near the end of the story. Not suitable for everyone, mmkay?

[kamonbishop]

I can't edit the post...