June 27, 2020: Locked and Padded Pt. 2

Note: This is a Choose Your Own Adventure Story. Stay tuned for a CYOA poll available to $5 patrons and up!

Continuation of June 25, 2020: "Locked and Padded Pt. 1"

Part 1 

You lay there swaddled in your padded clothing, halfway through getting the legs unsnapped. You don't dare look down for fear of what you you know you will see around your waist. Instead, you look up at Pete from the changing table and whimper as he tells you to take another hit. It defies all logic, but something compels you to listen. Listen to... Daddy... Some part of you wants to see where this goes.

He puts the joint between his lips and gets it started for you, holding a lighter up to one end of the twisted little cigar and puffing at it, letting it blow out the other side of his mouth without inhaling. You open your trembling lips and push them out, to reach for the joint. "Momo..."

Pete chuckles and brings the joint down toward your lips. "Somebody is excited for more dumb baby smoke! That's a good baby! Open up for the airplane!"

Down it comes, flying through the air with a WHOOOSH! and into your greedy lips. You do as Daddy says and inhale. Even as you do so, you feel a strange sensation like plastic coating the inside of your throat and lungs. Warmth blossoms from your chest spreading throughout your body. You feel it but you don't feel hot. It's like energy pulsing through your body from the extremities of your fingers, from the top of your head, all flowing inward down the brainstem, down the spine, down to the base of the trunk until you can feel all that intense energy simmering in your nether regions. You feel it, as you lay back on your arms, using your elbows for support. You feel like you are just on the edge of cumming, and you try to stop from teetering off. Your mouth opens and a line of drool falls out as you are completely overwhelmed by all the smells, colors, and sensations in the room and inside yourself.

"Awww! Somebody's brain is about to go bye-bye!"

Who said that? You look between Mommy and Daddy. That itch in your nether regions. So horny. Suddenly you have to go into your diaper. "Gaba gooooo...." is all that comes out of your mouth before you convulse, and shudder. You couldn't hold it. Soon, you explode into your diaper, filling it like a good baby should. You gasp and your mouth opens in shock as you are hit by the most powerful orgasm brought on by your sudden loss of control as you and begin jerking and squirting uncontrollably into your diaper.

"Looks like we got ourselves a squirter, hon!" says Nessa. You start to feel embarrassed as the warmth spreads between your legs, but halfway through you don't even understand what is being said.

"Good," says Pete. "Our baby is gonna dump all their smarts into their diaper. And when they start to come back, alls they gotta do is take another hit of dumb baby smoke and they'll be back to their little bitty selves. Isn't that right pumpkin?" He asks, ruffling your hair.

You giggle and fall back onto your back. Everything is so funny. Daddy's fingers tickling your thighs are so funny. Daddy pulling on the tapes is so funny. You gasp as you feel the cold air hit your nether regions, but at that moment a nipple is shoved into your mouth and warm creamy goodness hits your tongue and you close your eyes, unaware of anything else. You just smile and suck and suck as Mommy's soft hands caress your head. That feels so nice. So good. So wonderful.

You don't even remember what you were doing or thinking a moment ago. All you remember is feeling so good, and you curl up into that wonderful feeling and yawn as the bottle is taken away. The next thing you know you are slowly coming to in the living room. You're laying down on Pete's couch sprawled across Mommy and Daddy's lap. You sit up and see that you're in your normal clothes.

"Whoa, not so fast," says Pete as you try to sit up, frightened by the intensity of what you just experienced. You look at your hands. Your arms. You even grab at your crotch. No mitts. No puffy suit. No diaper. It was all....

"Was it a... dream? I mean it must have been," you say to yourself, laughing. The two of them exchange glances. "But it felt so real. Guys... what... what just... happened?"

To be Continued...

-Written by ChampTehOtter