Bonus Content: Chapter Preview of Room for Rent Ch. 9

Room for Rent

By Champ (Patreon.com/ChampTehOtter)

Chapter 9: Robbie's Outing 

Note: This chapter has just gotten started but as you can imagine, Robbie has plenty in store for him and the title contains the first clues. I wonder what will happen next? 

Colt spent the next couple weeks with Robbie simply getting him used to his new lifestyle, and above all, comfortable being little around the house. Robbie, for his part, seemed to grow right into the role of Daddy's little boy, and never seemed to get enough uppies and cuddles from Colt.

With Colt's help, he washed his hands before and after every meal, brushed his teeth, and even used the potty before bath time. Robbie helped in the kitchen when it was safe, helping colt prepare veggies, stir ingredients, or wash dishes - as long as it didn't involve anything sharp.

He also had plenty of blushy moments. One of he blushiest was when he ran through the house one too many times and had to spend the day crawling on all fours. By the end of the week, Rob finally stopped blushing whenever Colt came in the room to find him playing with his baby toys in his playpen. He stopped tugging down his BattleMon shirt to hide his diaper when Colt answered the door. He stopped focusing so much on how silly he might look to others, or how he *should* be acting rather than how he felt. That's when Colt decided he was ready for the next step.

"Why are we going out again?" asked Rob, who had grown used to staying indoors all the time.

"I haven't gone grocery shopping and we're running out of things to make, buddy," said Colt. "And unless you know of a babysitter I can call on short notice, this is the best option."

"B-but... I can look after myself," said Robbie, looking down and playing with his hands.

"Aww, look at you kiddo. You hardly believe that yourself."

Rob blushed as Colt read his mind. How did Colt always seem to know what he was feeling and thinking? Was he really that easy to read?

"It's okay kiddo," said Colt with a chuckle, ruffling Robbie's hair. "You won't have to go dressed as a baby. Or... well undressed, I guess..."

Robbie looked down as if he suddenly remembered that his outfit for the past weeks was nothing more than a diaper, with the occasional T-Shirt in the evenings. "Oh my gosh! I can't go like this," said Robbie. "Oh, oh, and my hair! I haven't even looked at it... Oh gosh..."

"Robbie? Robbie," said Colt, kneeling down and holding Robbie by the shoulders. "Don't worry about it. You look fine. Why don't you put on something fun. Maybe one of your jammies?"

Robbie's eyes lit up. That was the perfect idea! He nodded, and took Colt's hand, causing Colt to smile as he was pulled to the bedroom. This was a big change from the Robbie who would run off at the drop of a hat. Robbie now knew that he needed to hold Colt's hand when he went somewhere unless he was safe in his high chair, crib, or playpen.

"That looks like the perfect outfit," said Colt, smiling as Robbie held up his astronaut outfit. Colt had gotten Robbie a lot of new clothes to add to the collection that was already in the nursery from before Robbie had come. Colt was glad to have someone lighting up his nursery again with their happy smiles and giggles.

Colt took the outfit from Robbie and unzipped it for him to step into. Robbie hesitated.

"What's wrong buddy? You love your space suit."

"Um..." Robbie was beet red. "Do I have to wear a diaper.... You know... when we go out?"

"Good boys wear their diapers all the, kiddo," said Colt, fixing his eyes on Robbie's. "You're a good boy, aren't you?"

Robbie felt the tingly feeling of being called a good boy and the embarrassment of going out in a diaper clashing, and began to get overwhelmed. "I-I-I-I c-c-c-c-c I'm.... I... Daddyyyyy..." He hugged onto Colt and squeezed his eyes shut.

"Oh honey, you're trembling!" said Colt, picking Robbie up and holding him close. He shushed Robbie and patted his padded butt. "Shh, shh, shh, sweetie. It's okay. Daddy's here. You are a good boy. Yes you are!" Colt nuzzled the boy until his breathing slowed and he began to calm down. Then he continued to do it until Robbie started to giggle.

"Dadyyyy!" said Robbie, squirming and giggling as Colt gave him kissies all up and down his neck. "You're makin me all squirmy!"

"Uh oh! Does my little boy have a squirmy wormy?"

"Daddy! Don't call it that!"

"What? A squirmy wormy?" Colt plopped Robbie down on the changing table and squeezed the front of his diaper. "Don't think Daddy forgot how much you love your diapees."

Robbie moaned at the sudden pleasure and shook his head. "I'm innocent until proven guilty?"

Colt laughed. "Nice try, little man. Is that a challenge? Because I can get Mr. Buzz Buzz and see who is guilty of being a little diaper spunker."

Colt's teasing session with Robbie eventually led to a very blushy buzzing session and a much calmer Robbie. Colt was still going to take him out in public, and they really did need to get something for dinner, but he was trying to avoid the obvious route of telling Robbie it was 'time to be little'. Robbie needed to get comfortable being himself with or without Colt's suggestions, and he wanted big Robbie to take a back seat today on his own and give up that little bit of control - control over what he looked like to other people - to Colt.

"There we are," he told a panting Robbie. "Feeling better now?"

"Yes, Daddy!" said Robbie, still basking in the afterglow of the first orgasm he'd had all day. Colt had helped him get lots of fun time in his diaper but lately, he was being more selective about when Robbie got to seed his pamps, and it always seemed to be at the perfect time to soften his decision making abilities and help him say yes to Colt. It didn't matter that he noticed this, it still worked. And he knew what was coming next, or at least he thought he did.

"Okay, kiddo. I guess it's time to change you into a pull-up."

"What?!"