Daily Free-Write June 8, 2021: Doctor's Orders Pt. 10

Continuation of June 7, 2021 "Doctor’s Orders Pt. 9"

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Steven tried to get up and see who was coming in, afraid that they might see him in his ridiculous satin baby sleeper, but he was instantly struck by a spell of dizziness that prevented him from making much progress, except to roll off the bed and land on the floor with a thud.

"Oof!" Steven tried to get up but the sleeper limited his movement, so he was forced to crawl. Steven blushed. He really had started wetting when he hit the floor. This time, he could tell and it wasn't stopping despite his best efforts. The diaper was swelling up even as he tried to crawl out of sight, but he was so dizzy he could hardly tell which way to go.

"Oh my gosh, are you hurt?" called Ben coming into the room along with a couple guys who Steven didn't recognize. Luckily, he wasn't. Thanks to the puffy protective clothing he was wearing, the only thing that was hurt was his pride. Steven groaned.

"Oh gosh. Guys, can you help me move him? This is why we need to replace the bed. I knew something like this could happen."

Steven was thankful for the thick sleeper which hid his wet diaper from Ben and the man who grabbed him by the arms and legs and carried him out of the room. He was quickly moved into the living room and onto his 'favorite blankie' according to Ben. He was too dizzy to be very embarrassed as they carried him over, but as they set him down and his world righted, he was understandably worried about what was going on in his home.

"Hey! W-what's happening? Who are all these people, Ben?"

"Shh, sweetie, you just relax and drink your juice. No getting off our blanket, okay? I'll come check your diaper after I've told the guys where to put everything."

"Wha?" Steven asked, as a sippy cup of juice was placed in his padded hands and Ben directed his attention to the television.

"Look, Stevie. It's your favorite show. Don't you just feel so relaxed when you look at the screen?"

Ben smiled a bit. He did feel a little more relaxed than usual. Ben placed Clara in his lap and he smiled a bit more. He liked Clara. But he was still confused about what was going on. "Ben, no. Tell me what's happening. This is my house! I deserve to know!"

"Correction, little man. It's our house, and you will find out shortly. Just remember that the grown ups are looking out for you and making responsible decisions since you clearly can't. Guys, go ahead and take out that bed first, I'll show you where I want everything."

"You got it!" said one of the people.

"Ben, what-"

Ben knelt down and put his hand on Steven's shoulder. "Sweetie, you just have to trust me, okay? I want you to snuggle your bunny and watch the show while you drink your juice. I'll be back in fifteen minutes for your diaper check and if that juice cup isn't empty, these guys are gonna see my boyfriend get one very sore red bottom."

"But I-"

Ben continued, talking right over Steven. "So do you want to be a happy little guy who gets to watch his shows and cuddle his bunny or a naughty little boy who gets a sore red bottom and a time out in front of the big boys?"

Steven knew that he was no match for Ben in his current state. He could barely even move without falling down, so he opted to just lay on his back with his legs curled up by the too-short sleeper and listen to the sounds of the show as he drank his juice. The sippy cup was one of the few things he could hold with the thick padding enveloping his hands and he was determined to focus on that bit of independence. He wasn't going to be drawn into the show this time. He wasn't going to...

"Let's check the little guy out," said Ben, jolting Steven from his daze as he got down on his knees with a fresh diaper, a bottle of powder, and a pack of wet wipes in his hands.

"Wha? Has it been fifteen minutes already? You just left..."

"No, it's definitely been longer than that," he said, setting the changing supplies down." And look at you! You're such a good boy! You finished your juice!"

"That's impossible, I barely even..." Steven was startled as he looked down at his sippy cup and realized it was completely empty.

"Oh, and your face is all drooly again, kiddo." Ben wiped his blushing boyfriend's face, and turned him on his side to unzip him.

"Ohhh, don't move me so much..."

"I'm sorry, kiddo, we gotta get this off you. I guess the clothing wasn't such a good idea."

"No! You can't! They'll see!"

Ben peeled the sleeper off Steven, off his arms and chest, off his hips and legs to reveal a soaked diaper.

"Hush. They have been carrying in your diapers and other things. I think they know who they're for."

Ben pressed Clara into Steven's chest and put his binky in, and told him to close his eyes as he went to work on the wet heavy diaper weighing down his babied boyfriend's hips.

"Don't worry, kiddo. We'll have you cleaned up in no time. You really shouldn't move, baby boy. You're gonna make yourself sick."

"Just huwwy up befow one of dem sees me...," groaned Steven.

"Excuse me, where do you want the baby carrier?" asked a man, walking up just as Ben untaped Steven's soggy diaper.

"Oh! Perfect timing," said Ben. It certainly wasn't perfect for Steven, however, who was covering his face with Clara and blushing beet red. "You can leave it here because we're gonna need it. I think a certain baby boy has been feeling dizzy and missing his shows cause he can't sit up on his own. Poor guy."

Even as he spoke, Ben continued the process of changing Steven. He did it while he was talking to the other man, as if he were just routinely changing a real baby. Steven could feel every second of exposure tick by as he was wiped, Ben talked. The man talked. He was wiped again. His butt was lifted. He was wiped in a very private place. And then came the powder. The cloying infantile smell soon spread through the room, invading Steven's nose and staying there as the powder was rubbed into his skin and the familiar feeling of a snuck thick diaper returned to his groin.

"Aww, there's my baby boy. See? Aren't you just so much more relaxed when you're safe and secure in your didees? And you're so darn cute, too! Don't you agree guys?" Guys? Steven risked a peek to see that there were more people in the room now.

"Sure does, boss. Looks like we're almost done in the ... er... guest room as well." The large man gave Ben a wink as he said this, leaving Steven to wonder just what had happened.

"Great. Let's get him into his carrier so he can enjoy his shows while we finish up."

Steven was then lowered into an oversized infant carrier with a six point restraint system that left him snugly secured in a reclined position with his legs forced open to show his diaper to the world. He had nothing but his stuffed bunny to cover his unclothed body, but he was angled toward the TV and unable to look to either side without getting completely dizzy again, so all he could see was his favorite dinosaur pal hopping around on the screen and playing with his pals as they went on another imaginary adventure. The grown-ups around him might as well have been in another room, because he was totally zoned out as he giggled, drooled and sucked his binkie to the beat of the purple dino's silly songs.