Daily Free-Write June 15, 2021: Diapercuck’s Life Pt. 13

Continuation of June 14, 2021, “Diapercuck’s Life Pt. 12”

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Frankie was not comfortable being in just a soggy diaper in front of his wife and the man who cucked him. He was even less comfortable with them giving him a bath, but here he was. And the worst part of it was, he verbally agreed with everything they were doing and the reasons they were doing it. For the first time, he began to thing that maybe he hadn't really behaved like a man, but the shock of everything that was happening and how fast it was happening didn't afford him the time to think much about it.

"Okay, buddy, the water's warm," said Gerard. "I'm gonna let you and mommy have some bonding time on this one." He nodded to Leandra.

"T-thanks," Frank muttered, looking at the tiled bathroom floor and rubbing his arm.

"Alright sweetie, said Leandra, looking at his diaper and reaching for the first tape. "Let's get that soggy didee off my little man."

Gerard left the two of them, shutting the door behind him as the yellowed diaper hit the floor with a plop. Leandra stirred the water up with her hand to make sure it was the right temperature, then held her husband's hands.

"Okay, little man. Step into the tub. One, two. Easy does it."

Frankie eased himself into the steamy hot water, slowly lowering himself down. It had been longer than he could remember since he had a bath and the water actually felt very nice. It still wasn't enough to wash away the shame he was experiencing though, or the frustrated arousal he felt of being the center of this very intense fulfillment of his regular masturbation fantasy.

Leandra smiled and petted his hair, then she picked up the washcloth and began squeezed some warm water out on his head and neck, before working up a rich lather. It felt really nice, and Frank felt some of the tension he had been holding leave his body. However, he was still very much hoping he could talk sense into her. He just wanted to enjoy being pampered a little bit longer. Figuratively speaking, of course.

Eventually, he spoke up. By this time she was working on his feet.

"Lean- I mean... Mommy?" he asked, quickly correcting herself when he caught her glare.

"Yes, sweet pea?"

"I'm sorry for how I behaved..."

"Yes, you should be. That was very rude barging in on us like that."

Frank winced, since most any husband would have done the same, but he let it slide. "No, I mean... About before... you know, when we were... well, you know..."

Leandra's eyebrows went up, the washcloth pausing at the top of her husband's thighs. She had been ready for many reactions from her husband, but not this one. "Do you really mean that, Frank? After all these years?"

Frank nodded. "I do... and... I hope that you would give me another chance to be a husband... eventually..."

Leandra smiled and shook her head, then she cupped her husband's chin. "Sweetie, sweetie, sweetie. It's too late for that. I just don't see you like that anymore. Besides, you're just so cute as my little boy..."

"But... I'm not a baby, Leandra..." Frank said, a hint of whining coming back into his voice as leandra began to scrub his nether regions. "And... I- I can do that part myself!"

Leandra had seen all this before. Whenever he went a little too far, he would come back apologetic and sweet, and just start the whole cycle over again because he didn't have the capacity to work on himself. This time would be different.

"Yes," she said, her voice taking on a sterner tone as she grabbed her husband by the balls, "you are a baby. You're our baby cuck, and you're going to stay that way. It's the only way I see for you to improve your nasty habits, and from what Gerard told me after dinner, your video is already making quite a bit of money. This is going to be how you earn your keep, baby boy. Diapers aren't cheap. Butt up so I can clean your little behind"

"But Leandra, I-" Her eyes flashed at him and she squeezed his balls just enough to send a message. He shut his mouth and lifted his butt.

"The next time you speak, that paci gag is going right back in, so you'd best shut it now."  Leandra began to work the washcloth between his cheeks, and shook her head, causing him to blush bright red as she scolded him. "You're a baby, and that's all you will ever be from now on. A submissive baby cuck who lives to please mommy and daddy. And now that you're all clean," she said, wringing out the cloth and standing up, "I'm going to do the next step in your transformation."

She opened a shelf under the sink and pulled out a razor and shaving gel.

"Leandra, please!" he cried out, but she just called Gerard.

"Gerard! Please bring the baby's pacifier! He's fussy!"

Gerard came in with the gag and they put it around his mouth even as he kicked and splashed.

"Stay still, boy," said Gerard. "This is happening with or without a red bottom, but it's your choice how painful it will be."

Frankie wasn't listening, and so he ended up being taken out of the bath and spanked for the second time that night. A couple smacks to the balls took the fight right out of him, and he was tied down to his bed on a disposable changing pad for good measure, his hands and ankles splayed out to the four corners.

"Well, this is going to go a lot quicker this way, I think," said Gerard.

"Yes, it will," said Leandra. "I was going to just shave his diaper area, but I think we'd better go ahead and take off everything below his eyebrows. I think he'll feel more submissive knowing he's not allowed any body hair."

"Sounds good to me, my love. You take the top, I'll take the bottom?"

Frankie shook his head and cursed into the pacifier at the idea of his bull removing the hair himself. And yet, at the very same time his cock went rock hard, which made it doubly humiliating.

"Aww, I think he likes the idea," said Leandra. "Such a good little cucky."

The two of them began to work methodically toward Frank's mid-section, teasing him all the while. Frank was hard and dripping the whole time. Then, he noticed the camera that was recording this whole ordeal, and knew that people were probably watching and contributing at that very moment.

"That's right, sweetie," said Leandra, as she watched Frank's eyes go wide with the realization. "You're on camera! I even went ahead and sent the link to all your former co-workers so they could see what happened to their hot-headed boss. A few of them donated extra to make sure you stay in pampers. You have made a lot of enemies at work, little man."

Frank couldn't affirm or deny this with his mouth plugged up, but it was true. He had been an asshole at home and at work. Perhaps that's why he was promoted quickly. It was definitely what got him fired.

"Hold still, little man," said Gerard, as he got to Frank's genitals. "You wouldn't want to get nicked down here, now would you?" He took a hold of Frankie's penis, moving it this way and that to get all the hair around it. Gerard used a little more up and down motion than he really needed to, acting as if he had a hard time getting a grip on Frankie's little pee-pee and warning him not to cum out of his cage. Frankie's heart was beating a mile a minute as this happened, and he squeezed his eyes shut to try and resist that from happening. He wanted to avoid that at all costs, both for his pride, and the safety of his poor balls.

Eventually, somehow, he made it through the whole ordeal without busting, and saw himself with no hair whatsoever. They brought out a mirror so he could fully appreciate just how he looked, and he couldn't believe the difference. It was like he didn't even recognize his body, especially his hairless pee-pee.

"Then we just need one more item before you're diapered up for the night," said Leandra, smiling. "Gerard, will you do the honors?"

"Why certainly, dear," said Gerard, walking over to the open package of diapers on the dresser, grabbing a fresh diaper, and picking up a little box that had been left right next to them. He opened it and out came a cage that looked like it came straight out of the baby toy section of the nearest toy store. It was thick nylon dyed bright red, yellow, and blue, and impossibly small even compared to Frank's modest erection. Once again, Frank struggled and was subdued by another smack on the balls. He yelle into his pacifier but the invading nipple swallowed up all the sound. Then his butt was sat on a fresh diaper and Gerard grabbed the base ring to put around his cock and balls.

"Honey, I think we're gonna need some ice," said Gerard. Leandra quickly stepped out and returned with the ice to get Frank's boner under control.

"It doesn't matter how you fight it, little man," said Gerard. "The dick doesn't lie. You were clearly made to be a cuck, and you'll come to love it as much as your little pee-pee does very soon.

Frankie's face was bright red as he heard these words from his bull, who was holding onto his nuts. This man had seen every part of him in the most intimate detail, and he realized that once that cage was on, his sex wouldn't be his own.

When Leandra came back, she cooled Frank's rod with a handful of ice, and with the help of the ice his bits shrank to almost nothing. His cock and balls were quickly pulled through the ring and the tiny cage was secured. The ice was left in the diaper where it came to rest under Frank's balls and slowly soak into the padding. Gerard patted Frank's cage. "There we go, little cuckold. You look much better like this."

Frank nearly busted his nut right there, and he moaned as he could feel the cage getting tighter already. However, with nowhere to go, his cock was left to strain uselessly as the smell of baby powder assaulted his nose. Gerard was shaking it on him, then working it into his skin ever so gently. Frankie wanted to bite that hand off, not that he could with his paci gag in place. Soon, the thick diapers were being pulled up, Gerard squeezed the front of his diaper causing him to moan, and kissed him on the forehead.

"Okay, sweetie, looks like you're all ready for bed," said Leandra. Frankie's eyes went wide. Were they really going to leave him like this? "Oh, we can't leave him like this," she said to Gerard, causing Frank to sigh in relief.

"No, you're right, honey. What were we thinking. We almost forgot to put on his evening entertainment to fall asleep to." Frank's eyes went wide at this. What were they talking about.

He soon found out as a VR headset was brought over his eyes and ears. The next thing he saw and heard was the video of him being spanked and forced to service his bull and and clean the man's semen off his own wife. He winced and moaned into his gag as his cock instantly tried to get erect in its tiny prison. Soon, he was dribbling copious amounts of precum into his diaper, having already been blueballed for several days in a row. He had no sense of where Gerard and Leandra were, except to feel the blanket be pulled up over his nearly hairless body, the sensations of the cool material amplified on his newly bare skin. Once the video was over it looped, then switched to the previously recorded livestream of him being shaved and caged. He struggled and moaned for what felt like hours, eventually catching snatches of sleep before being woken up by the soreness in his arms from the long term restraint, or the soreness around the base of his cage from his poor pee-pee's futile efforts to get hard. It was a long and exhausting night for Frankie.

Meanwhile, Gerard and Leandra enjoyed dessert; a delicious sorbet eaten off each others' bodies as they watched a livestream of him struggling in bed.

"I was skeptical at first," said Gerard," but I have to admit, this is perhaps the most sexy fun I've ever had."

"I'm glad you enjoy cucking my husband as much as I do," said Leandra. "The fun is only getting started."

-Written by ChampTehOtter