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Fantasy or nightmare?

After a late night out drinking with his friends, Nick came stumbling home well past midnight to his bedroom in his mother Cindy's house. Having not held down a steady job in years, the 42-year-old Nick had moved back in with Cindy once again. Though the alcohol had severely impaired his motor functions, Nick stealthily snuck into his bedroom, quietly shutting the door behind him. As he undressed, Nick's gaze settled on a secret stash he had hidden in the back of his closet - an adult diaper and a bright Paw Patrol t-shirt he had purchased online. In his inebriated state, Nick decided to indulge a private fantasy he had long held - to be cared for like a helpless infant. Donning the diaper and shirt, Nick climbed into bed, sucking on a large pacifier as he imagined Cindy lovingly changing his diapers and feeding him a warm bottle before drifting off to sleep.

The next morning, sunlight streamed into Nick's bedroom as Cindy threw open the door without knocking, ready to berate her lazy son for sleeping half the day away. But she stopped short at the sight before her - Nick sound asleep in a wet disposable diaper, with an oversized pacifier in his mouth and an infantile t-shirt riding up to expose his diaper. "What the hell, Nick?" Cindy shouted angrily, rousing him from slumber. As Nick shook off his grogginess and realized his predicament, he snapped "Geez mom, Don’t you knock? Get out! To which Cindy replied sternly, "First, it's my house. I don't have to knock, especially on my unemployed 42 year-old son's door!" Demanding an explanation, Nick weakly offered that he was "just having a little fun." Scoffing, Cindy responded, "Fun? Oh that's rich, Nicky! My adult son, the baby!" Threatening to treat him like an infant since he seemed to enjoy it so much, Cindy was unmoved by Nick's tearful promises to never do it again.

Cindy could no longer contain her frustration as she looked at her middle aged son Nick, knowing full well he had been "playing baby" for years instead of acting like a responsible adult. Over the years Cindy had enabled his immature behavior by continuing to do his laundry, make his meals, and clean up after him as if he were still a toddler. But today was the last straw after finding him in a wet diaper and sucking a pacifier.

"You know honey I love you but you have clearly failed at adulthood and life in general," Cindy said sharply. "Maybe it's my fault for coddling you all these years, but I think it's best if you stay at a friend's house for a few days until I cool down. Go clean up and then I want you out of my sight. Understood?"

Nick hung his head in shame and nodded silently before packing a small bag, washing up, and changing into more appropriate clothes. On his way out the door, he gave his mom a quick kiss and told her he was sorry, knowing she was right to be angry with him.

It wasn’t long before Cindy decided that if her son enjoyed being a baby so much, she would give him what he wants and maybe even what he needs.

With fierce maternal determination, Cindy went online and ordered everything she would need to turn Nick's room into a nursery. Before the furniture and supplies even arrived, she emptied out Nick's room, gave it a thorough deep cleaning, and painted the walls a soothing baby blue. She wrapped an adorable Choo Choo train border along the top, evoking a playful, innocent atmosphere.

Once everything had arrived, Cindy worked tirelessly and within a day had transformed Nick's bedroom into the perfect nursery for her little boy. She assembled a large white oak crib, changing table, rocking chair, and stocked the shelves and closet with diapers, baby clothes, pacifiers and stuffed animals. A cozy train quilt and mobile hung above the crib, awaiting a baby's slumber. Cindy even got Nick a highchair, baby walker, playpen, car seat and a stroller - all perfectly sized for her son. Cindy stood back and smiled, knowing this is what her son deserved.

Mom I'm home," Nick called out as he walked through the front door of his childhood home. Again he called out but received no response, the silence echoing through the empty rooms. Nick figured his mother must have gone out to run errands as he made his way down the familiar hallway to his bedroom. As he opened the door, he paused, noticing for the first time "Baby Nicky's Nursery" painted in large blue letters. Confused, he slowly opened the door further to reveal his room was transformed into a nursery, complete with crib and changing table. Before he could process this, his mother Cindy appeared behind him. "I hope it's everything you wanted baby boy because this is your new life!" she exclaimed as she ushered the shocked Nick into the bathroom. Ignoring his protests, she efficiently stripped him naked and flicked his little penis, warning him to be a good baby. Nick pleaded for her to stop, explaining it had just been a fantasy, but Cindy was determined. She lathered his groin and bottom with hair removal cream, leaving his skin smooth and hairless. After placing a large pacifier in his mouth, she lifted him into the tub filled with just a few inches of water and baby wash. "Don't be such a baby," she admonished as she thoroughly scrubbed every inch of his body, even cleaning out his bottom and penis despite his embarrassment and tears. "Oh your little peepee is so cute and tiny," she cooed mockingly. Nick cried helplessly as the reality sunk in that his mother was intent on turning him into a full time baby.

Once Nicky was dried off after his bath, Cindy tenderly picked him up and placed him on her hip, carrying him to the brightly decorated nursery. She laid him down gently on the soft, padded surface of his large changing table, decorated with colorful zoo animals. Nicky laid still and quiet, not uttering a word as his mother lovingly coated his smooth, naked skin with sweet-smelling baby lotion, taking care to thoroughly massage the lotion into every inch of his body. Cindy then carefully applied a thick layer of soothing Desitin diaper cream around his sensitive bum and peepee, eliciting a small coo of contentment from Nick. "Oh, I think somebody likes this, doesn't he?" Cindy affectionately cooed to her son. She then unfolded a large, crinkly disposable diaper and gently lifted Nicky's legs to slide it under his bottom. With practiced expertise, Cindy swiftly and smoothly inserted some suppositories into his bum causing Nicky to let out a small whimper at the intrusion. After sprinkling baby powder over his tiny peepee and bottom, she snugly taped the diaper closed around his waist and hips. Cindy then lovingly dressed Nicky in a short infantile cars and planes t-shirt before scooping him up and carrying him into the bright, toy-filled living room to play. "Now be a good boy for Mommy," Cindy cooed as she laid Nicky down amidst soft blankets and colorful toys. She explained that Mommy had to make a quick phone call but would be back very soon to play. Unbeknownst to little Nicky, his mother had set up a hidden baby video monitor in the living room, allowing her to make the call in private while still keeping a watchful eye on her babified boy. It didn't take long for Nicky to relax and slip into a blissful, infantile headspace, much to his mother's satisfaction.

As Cindy appeared back in the living room, she returned with a large Paw Patrol diaper bag emblazoned with Nicky's name and an oversized stroller. "Time for byebyes baby," Cindy cooed as she began preparing her son for their outing. She explained they were going to see Mrs. Lang, a neighbor and seamstress who needed to take Nicky's measurements so she could sew some new baby clothes for him. "No mommy no one can see me like this! I won't go! Especially Miss Lang, what if her daughter Marie sees me?" Nicky pleaded, mortified at the thought of his former girlfriend seeing him dressed in infantile attire. But Cindy would hear none of it, harshly reprimanding her son, "Oh hush baby! You are going and I don't care who sees you! Miss Lang, her daughter Marie, or anybody else!" She cruelly added, "Oh is it because you dated Marie? Well I wouldn't worry about that, I'm sure Marie still likes men, not little babies."

Before Nicky could protest further, Cindy had dressed him in a matching diaper cover with cartoon planes and cars and baby blue socks. Though he continued to whine pleadingly behind his pacifier, his mother ignored him as she lifted him into the oversized stroller, strapping him in tightly. "Don't worry baby, we won't be long. Mommy still needs to feed you lunchipoos and then you'll need a bottle and your afternoon nap," Cindy explained in a sing-song voice as she pushed the stroller with her whimpering son down the sidewalk. Nicky cringed as he heard the laughter and whispers of neighbors who spotted the grown man confined in a stroller, dressed like a baby and helpless to resist his mother's infantilization.

Just before Cindy and Nicky reached Mrs. Lang's house, Nicky's tummy suddenly started hurting and he knew he needed to poop urgently. He tried his best to hold it in, but unfortunately he lost the battle and his diaper was soon filled to the brim with a messy explosion. On top of that, a steady stream of urine also flooded his already overloaded pamper. Nicky instantly burst into tears, overwhelmed by the icky mess now surrounding his bottom half. Cindy could immediately smell the reason for his distress. "Pee-yew, did the poopy express make a stop in your pamper?" Cindy jokingly asked, trying to lighten the mood as she rang Mrs. Lang's doorbell. Mrs. Lang cheerfully greeted baby Nicky and his mommy at the door. Cindy apologized and explained the unexpected poopy situation that had arisen. "No need for apologies, Cindy. I can smell the little guy from here - trust me, we've all been there with poopy diapers," Mrs. Lang reassured her as she welcomed them inside. She told Cindy she could change Nicky right there in the living room, and then she would take his measurements afterwards. Nicky whimpered pitifully as his mother laid him down on his changing mat and removed his diaper cover before untaping the stinky, sagging pamper

with Mrs Lang watching in astonishment. Just as Cindy opened up the diaper to inspect the damage and lifted Nicky's legs to begin wiping him clean, Marie walked into the room. Seeing Nicky's poopy bottom and peepee exposed, Marie's jaw dropped in shock. The moment Nicky saw Marie, he burst into inconsolable wailing and peed again, this time directly onto his mommy.

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