Daily Free-Write February 3, 2021

Daily Free-Write February 3, 2021 Finding Her Niche

I sat down on the chair and felt the bulk beneath my butt squish high enough to lift my dick and balls. It was that thick.

“This is dumb,” I said. “Why am I wearing these again?”

“Because, silly,” my girlfriend replied. “You’re going to be in my YourTube video. This is the one that everyone’s been asking for so…”

“Yeah. You put up a vote. They voted they wanted to see me in diapers. Ha ha.” I rolled my eyes. I didn’t even get a say in it. I didn’t even know about it til after she told me the results. Why was Mina Yourtube famous? Probably because she did things first and asked permission later. That’s how she was able to get footage from backstage concerts to urban exploring infiltrations. And of course plenty of other topics in her endless search for the right angle and audience for her channel.

“Hey, my audience is shifting more toward ‘naughty’ content right now. I have to move with the times. And this is with the times!”

“What, this?” I said, looking down at myself and holding out my hands to emphasize the ridiculousness of my outfit. I was wearing a big white diaper with two formerly yellow strips down the middle. Blue booties, and a bonnet. A. Bonnet. “I look like I’m a baby from the 1950s or something. If that’s the look we’re going for, shouldn’t I be in a cloth diaper tied at the sides?”

“No, you goof,” she said, slapping me on the shoulder. “I think it’s cute. Now stop complaining and sit straight. I wanna establish the shot.”

I fiddled around with the gigantic pacifier hanging around my neck. I wasn’t even sure I could get it back out if I put it in my mouth. The truth was I was more than a little camera shy, especially being on camera without my pants on. I watched her adjust the angle of the camera, and fiddle with the lighting, then take a seat, looking at herself in the forward-facing camera display.

When she sat there poised, one leg crossed over the other, her mid-length auburn hair hanging down, her thick rimmed tortoiseshell glasses, her small thin frame and the loose brown sweater draped over her and her brown skirt, I could easily see why she was drawing in views. She was cute, in a mousey bookish sort of way. Me? I was no one special. I had some gym muscle and sort of a v-shape bod, but I wasn’t ripped or anything. I wasn’t even supposed to be in these videos. I just happened to pass by in the background while she was doing a live video one day and everyone wanted to know more about me. She hadn’t even told her followers she had a boyfriend, so of course there were a lot of questions and she chased me down. What followed was one of the most invasive and blush-inducing Q&As I’d had in my life.

Questions like what I did for a living soon devolved into how long was my cock. Was I a grower or a shower. Who was more dominant in the bedroom? Was I kinky? What was I into? And she answered most of the questions for me, while I just crossed my arms and scowled like a wet cat. When it came out that ‘doggystyle’ was about the spiciest thing I had ever done people threw a hundred suggestions of what we should try. ‘You gotta try it!’, or ‘How do you know you don’t like it if you don’t try it’ was thrown around way to loosely for some of the suggestions they had, and ultimately she put up a poll. Guess what people voted for?

“Isn’t furry the big thing right now?” I asked, in one last ditch effort to spare my dignity. “I could just wear a pair of bunny ears and call it a day, right?”

“Or some baby bunny pajamas…” she mused. “That could be cute…”

Stupid me for opening my big mouth and giving her ideas.

“Okay, we’re on in 3… 2… 1… Hello everyone, today we’re going to talk about something naughty. My poor boyfriend is so vanilla, that I’ve taken it upon myself to expand his horizons. Thanks to your encouragement, and your participation in last week’s poll our first visit to the land of kink will be something a little bit… adorable. Come over here, Mikey. Come on! Come to momma!”

I did as we had practiced and toddled into the frame, saggy diaper and all.

“Come sit on momma’s lap, little one.”

“Are you sure that’s safe?” I murmured. I was a good six inches taller than her.

“Sure I’m sure. Now hurry and do as I say or Mommy’s gonna have to give you a spanking!”

I gave in and sat down.

“There we are. So as you can see, Mikey is trying out life as an adult baby today. Go Mikey! Adult babies, or ABs, are people who enjoy regressing or dressing like a baby. It spart of a larger umbrella of kink known as ageplay…”

I was quickly getting bored. When was I going to get to leave? I wet my already soggy diaper and felt the wetness start to reach my legs. It felt like I was going to leak any moment and started tugging at her sleeve. It took a few tugs to finally get her attention.

“Hm? What is it baby Mikey?”

“I…can I take this off? Its really wet.”

“Uh oh. Well everyone, I guess this is a good time to  demonstrate a very important piece of this experience. A diaper change!”

I scoffed.

“Another diaper? I thought I was only gonna try it out.”

She shook her head giving me a doubtful look. “And look what happened! You’re totally soaked. Mommy doesn’t want to spend the night cleaning up after your puddles, little boy.”

“I… I didn’t have a choice! I was in a diaper!” I said, feeling weirdly defensive. I knew we weren’t having a serious conversation but it still somehow got under my skin.

“I never told you to wet your diaper… Did I tell you to do that?”

I was stunned. “No… you… you didn’t… I just assumed…”

“You assumed you weren’t responsible for where you went potty, hmm? Well, you’re right little one. Today that’s my responsibility and you’ve shown me exactly what I need to do with you. Up on the desk, little boy.” She patted my butt so I stood up.

She swept her arms over the desk dramatically causing everything to fly off and crash to the floor. Nothing breakable, I later learned. It had all been set up for looks.

She grabbed the front of my diaper, and I whimpered a bit at the new and exciting sensations that caused in front. It felt so great, slick and soft, like having my own personal pocket pussy. I gave little resistance at all as she lifted her hand and guided me onto the table, never breaking contact with the front of my diaper. I found myself on my back, bucking my hips for the camera as she took position behind the camera and began to explain about diaper changes.

“W-wait,” I gasped… I’m not gonna get a diaper change on camera. I’m not a bab-“

My protest was interrupted as she shoved the gigantic pacifier in my mouth.

“These are the new double ripple pacifiers,” she said to the camera. “They’re designed to stay secure in baby’s mouth all through the night. And I mean very secure.”

My eyebrows went up as I felt my mouth completely invaded by the rubbery intruder. I used both hands to try and pull it out but it was no use. It was lodged in there good. I whined, starting to panic, but her attention to the front of my diaper quickly distracted me.

“Oh, he likes it, everyone. I think we may have struck gold on our first try!”

I shook my head. I was most definitely not an adult baby. I was a man. I just… really… really liked how it felt having my soggy diaper bulge rubbed and squeezed by my birthday. I hoped she would keep going but she took her hand away leaving me to give a frustrated growl.

She untaped my diaper and smiled for the camera.

“As you can see, he’s completely hairless. I shaved him this morning. Having no hair down there makes diaper changes much easier, helps reduce bacteria, and helps him look his age. Isn’t it just adorable?”

I knitted my brows. My junk wasn’t supposed to be adorable. It was supposed to be sexy. What was I even doing here? Her attention to my sensitive penis and balls reminded me exactly why. She controlled access to the best sex I’ve ever had, so of course I was putty in her hands. And after she oiled her palms up and grabbed my tackle, that was literally the case.

“Are you gonna be a good boy?”

I nodded, closing my eyes and creasing my brow as she ran her hand over my sensitive shaft and head.

“You gonna wear your diapers for the rest of the day?”

I nodded again and whined. It wasn’t a big ask. Not really. In fact, as far as underwear go, they were pretty comfy.

“You gonna let momma make you feel good, and trust momma that she can make you feel good no matter what?”

I whined and nodded. Yes. I trusted her. She knew just where to touch me and how hard and for how long. I had had mind blowing orgasms every time we coupled.

“Good boy,” she said, wiping her hands off on a washcloth and taping my diaper back up. I tilted my head. What was going on?
“We’re gonna leave that on you a little longer, little boy.” She said. “I just wanted to give your skin a little extra protection. She then grabbed another larger diaper from the desk and lay it under my butt. She ran a spiky wheel all across the front of my diaper back to between my thighs, explaining to the audience that water needed to be able to pass between layers. I might have complained except my penis was so happy. It was back in its soft and squishy confine and thought it was having sex, happy as a lark. The second diaper went on over the first and I was brought to sit up. She looked at the camera and instructed me to do the same.

“Smile for the camera Mikey!” I waved nervously.

“That’s all for this episode of Momma Mindy…”

Momma Mindy? Was this her new channel name now? Since when?

“If you want to see what happens next, you’ll have to tune into our Fanatics Only, link in the description.”

Fanatics only? What was that about? The video ended with me frantically trying to pull my pacifier out and failing, only to be subdued with more rubbing from her skilled hands.

“I have to go take care of my little boy. He’s getting antsy. I’ll see you there!”

The video was over, but not my evening as her submissive baby. She had me by the balls with her hands threatening to clamp down at any sign of resistance, and she made me down three glasses of water with my family jewels held hostage before leading me into the bedroom. I was already pissing again before I hit the bed. And when I hit the bed, belly first, the pressure against my front gave me a new sensation to love. I had discovered diaper humps. But I would have to wait to get off.

“Ah ah ah, little guy, wait for mommy.”

I lay still, willing myself not to hump with every fiber of my being, but I couldn’t help it. I started doing it again.

“Naughty boy!” she said, as headed for the closet, disrobing on the way to get down to just her bustier. She came back seconds later wearing a pair of what looked like boxer briefs with a raised circle in the front and holding something behind her back.

“Eyes forward, sweetie.” I did as I was told, feeling somewhat apprehensive. I saw her grab some of our from the nightstand, but that was it. Was she going to give me a handjob in my diaper? That sounded hot. I thought she had better hurry up though. I was pretty sure I was close to cumming already.

“Okay everyone, we’re all read for Mikey’s big introduction to pegging.”

“Whmpff?” I asked, trying to crane my neck around to look at her. I had no Idea what the eff she was talking about.

She leaned in and kissed the top of my head, then she said.

“I’m gonna make you feel really good baby boy. Do you trust me?”

I nodded.

“I want to take your paci out so I can hear those cute moans… can I do that and will you behave and not raise your voice if I do?”

I nodded again. Why would I?

“Okay, little man. Here we go. I’ll pull it out on three. One… Two… Three.”

She simultaneously collapsed the paci bulb, pulling it out, and thrust her hips forward against the back of my diaper, piercing it with her 8-inch dildo and subsequently sinking her cock right into my ass. I gasped and cried out, and she stuck a thumb in my mouth.

“There you go baby boy. Nice and slow. I got a nice tapered one so you can take mommy’s cock easy. You just wait, this is about to feel a hundred times better.”

I gasped again, this time a happy gasp as she changed the angle of her thrust and pulled up my hips to hit a new spot inside me that had me moaning instantly. What was going on back there? I could barely formulate the question.

“That’s your prostate, baby boy,” she said, stroking my cheek. My face was flushing. I was sure I was red. “Do you like it when mommy fucks your pussy with her cock? Do you like how that feels?”

“Unh… y-yes mommy.”

“I like it too sweetie. I wanna make my little boy feel so good with my cock. So good he won’t ever want to go back to vanilla sex again.”

I did feel good. In fact, it was almost like I was about to cum right then, and sure enough I began to spasm and moan under the weight of my girlfriend, my virgin hole clenching and unclenching the 8-inch rod inside of me. I was dripping sweat, and yet this seemingly unending orgasm didn’t leave me spent. The moment I recovered I could only say one word.

“More.”

And she was happy to oblige.

“M-mommy…. I don’t… understand… what’s…. happening…” I said, as I spurted into my diaper on my third full-body orgasm. I was holding onto the metal rails of the headboard for dear life.

“It’s because my baby has a greedy pussy that needs to be fucked. But mommy knows what to do to leave her baby satisfied.

She grabbed the pillow I was leaning over and tugged me back so I couldn’t reach the headboard.

“You’re running away from mommy’s cock. We can’t have that. Put this pillow between your legs baby boy.”

I just whimpered and nodded. Suddenly, she was fucking my ass while my cock was thrusting into the wet and squishy padding. With each stroke of her slicked-up phallus, the pillow rubbed the front of my diaper, masturbating my cock at the same time.

“Unh… unh… unh… mommeeeee!” I squealed.

“Yes, Baby? Are you feeling good baby? Is my little boy gonna spurt into his thick wet diapees?”

“Mommy I’m gonna cum! Mommy!” I was completely lost in these new sensations. That burning desire to fill my diapers with thick sticky spunk had never left my loins, and I was finally going to do it. And yet being penetrated added a whole new layer to my sexual experience. Once which left me laying on my tummy, blushing while mommy gave a wicked grin and rocked her hips forward fast, then achingly slow to make me moan and squeal like a teenage schoolgirl. She pulled my head up and kissed me on the mouth. With one last deep slow thrust she sent me over the edge. I spasmed and cried out as she held onto me, looking down at me possessively. Panting, her thighs quaking as her own body was wracked by its own orgasm.

I collapsed, and when she caught her breath, she stepped off the bed and took off her harness and threw her dildo in the sink. She walked back toward me in just her bustier with a diaper in her hand.

“I think it’s naptime for you sweetie.”

I could barely move but I didn’t disagree. But why was she bringing me another diaper?

“I checked my numbers sweetie. I think I’ve found my niche. I’m going to be Momma Mindy from now on… and you… you’re going to be Baby Mikey.”

“But… Why?” was all I could ask, too exhausted to argue further.

“Because I love having you like this. The thought of taking control, making you submissive, and reducing you to Mommy’s little sweet pea is so exciting. The thought of fucking your ass and reducing you to a blushing pile of jelly turns me on like nothing else. And you know what else? I know you’re going to do it because you loved how that felt as well. And you’ll never feel that good without your dick in a diaper and momma fucking you in the ass.”

I covered my face as she stripped off my diaper and wiped me clean, only to put a brand new one on me. I knew she was right. I knew I would be a slave to that feeling for the rest of my life.

-Written by Champ