Daily Free-Write July 21, 2021: The Baby Patrol Pt. 11

Continuation of July 20, 2021 "The Baby Patrol Pt. 10"

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That night, when they got home, Artie had something special for the two of them.

"Hey you two! I want you to take your vitamins before you get ready for bed. It's a very special mixture to help you grow healthy and happy!"

"Okay, Artie," said Ted, with a knowing smile. "And what else is in it?"

The avatar just gave him a wink and directed him to the kitchen where the refrigeration unit dispensed two drinks - a squeeze bottle for Ted and a baby bottle for Little Braddy. Ted looked down at his newly tall and muscular body and then over to his little, hairless, and increasingly pudgy baby bro and felt excited to find out what further changes were coming. But that would have to wait until tomorrow because the energetic Elissa had worn them both out. As Ted put an exhausted little Braddy to bed with his teddy, he began to vent about the day, just like they used to do.

"I just thought this was a playdate. I never expected this to turn into a date date. Elissa and her mom sure do come on strong." He looked down at Brad who was cuddling his teddy. He'd kept little Braddy pacified since lunch to discourage speaking, and when his baby bro looked up at him with those innocent eyes, it was hard to imagine he ever was an adult. "Oh, what am I doing? I'm talking to a baby." That's what Artie said dependent citizens like Brad were. Babies in big bodies. That's how he should think of Brad.

"It's okay Daddy," said Brad, struggling to speak out the words clearly once he managed to pull out his binky. "It's not youw fauwt."

"Aww, thanks, Braddy," said Ted, leaning over the open crib side and giving his little bro a big enveloping hug.

"Um, Daddy?"

"Yes, lil buddy?"

"Ewissa not gonna be mommy is she?"

Ted laughed. "No way. Not a chance. She's so not my type."

"Oh," said, Brad, laying back with an expression of relief on his face. "Dat's good."

"Aww, hehe. And why is that? Is my lil boy jealous? Is that it?" he asked, tickling his little bro into a giggle fit. "Don't worry, baby. I still love you most of all no matter what."

Ted kissed his little bro on the forehead and Brad was practically glowing. All those warm and fuzzy feelings were causing Brad to feel warm feelings down below, but nothing happened in the penis department. He tried to squish his diaper. There was no diaper tent, no nothing. That's when Brad remembered something odd.

"Daddy, how come my peepee not work?"

Ted smiled. "Ahhh, little one. Artie has been watching you. You've been trying to play with your peepee still, haven't you? Well, your peepee doesn't work anymore because you're just a baby. Yes, you're a baby with a big boy body that has some big boy body needs, but you really need a grown up to help you with that now! The only way you can feel good like that is if you use your diapers like a good little one and behave and do what you're told. Then, and only then I'll reward you with special diaper buzzies, okay?"

"I felt good right now, Daddy. When you gave me kissies."

"That's good, little buddy. That means you're being a good little guy. Your pee-pee knows when you're being good and embracing your little baby feelings. The better you are for me and Artie, the better you will feel!"

Brad blushed and looked away. That was clearly not the answer he was looking for.

"Does the little one think he's earned some buzzies for tonight?"

Brad did want buzzies, but as good as they sounded, he couldn't bring himself to actually ask for them. It was still very embarrassing for him.

"I'll tell you what. I'll bring the wand over and you can just tell me to stop if you don't want buzzies. Okay?"

"O-okay," said Brad, nodding. This was a devious little test Ted devised for Brad, and he doubted Brad would be able to resist.

"Now just hold onto your paci," said Ted, when he returned with the buzzer. "You can put it in any time you want if you're worried about being too noisy, or you can leave it out if you want to tell me something."

Brad nervously fiddled with his paci. Putting the paci in meant comfort. Keeping it out meant he'd be more on edge. If he put it in he wouldn't be able to speak, but on the other hand, that would be one thing less for him to worry about. All the pros and cons that were floating around in his fuzzy brain disappeared once the buzzer touched the front of his diaper and he moaned loudly, quickly bringing the binky halfway up to his mouth before losing the strength to do so as he was overwhelmed by the intense pleasure of the wand. Daddy was making him feel special feelings. Feelings of love and caring that he had tried to outgrow as he became a dependent adult.

Ted nodded to the smaller male and helped guide his hand and the paci it held to Brad's mouth until it was safely secured. Brad suckled and moaned, feeling even better with the binky in his mouth. With the thick crinkly diaper between his legs and the love of his Daddy, the pleasure he felt was more intense than ever before.

"That's it lovey," said Ted, smiling and feeling flushed himself. "You're such a good baby boy. I love you so much!"

"I wuv you too da-"

"Shhh-" said Ted, pushing Braddy's binky back in. "Just enjoy it. Be my good baby."

Brad nodded, bucking his hips and crinkling on the colorful vinyl crib mattress.

"You don't want me to stop, do you?"

Brad shook his head.

"I'm so glad I can look after you and make you feel good, little bro.

Brad looked into Ted's eyes, then he was hit by an intense rush of stimulation and his body arched. He could barely even sense what his pee-pee was doing inside his thick diaper, because it seemed to spread out through his body and continue.

"Good boy, Brad. Goood boy. That's how you show me you love your diapers. That's how you show Daddy you love being his baby. Yes. Good boy." Ted spoke the soothing words he'd been trained to say, only they were his own. He really felt them, rather than reciting them from memory like he'd always done before.

"Unhhhhh!" Brad groaned into his pacifier, wracked by another intense orgasm. Or was it the same one as before? Just like the other night, it seemed to go on and on. It was really more like peeing than cumming had ever been for him. Maybe he was just peeing. What was the difference when he was always in his diapee?

"There we are," said Ted, brushing the hair away from the exhausted boy's sweaty forehead. "Now let Daddy check something..." Ted couldn't help it. He was intensely curious to find out just what was happening down there between his babified brother's legs with all that squirming and moaning. Had he really cum? And was he really impotent now?

Little Braddy offered no resistance as he lay there, totally drained while Ted untaped his diaper to check. Sure enough, when he untaped the diaper he saw that the front of the diaper and Brad's crotch were covered in cum and even a little pee. And one look confirmed that he was soft as could be down there. Not once had he popped a boner or anything close. Ted's mouth hung open and stayed that way as he taped the diaper back up and gave it a pat.

"Sleep tight little buddy," he said, giving Brad a final hug and a kiss on the forehead, and repeating the process for the teddy bear at Brad's request. When he stepped out of the room finally, he was weak in the knees.

-Written by ChampTehOtter