The Flight Attendant - Part 5 (Patreon)

I’m your mommy.

Liam paced back and forth in his hotel room. It had been an hour since he had landed at the second leg of his business trip and he was still locked in the plastic pants from earlier.

It was odd how after three hours in the locking plastic pants and thick diaper he was getting used to the feeling of thickness between his legs. Liam had waddled off the airplane and had been fiercely checking his phone, hoping for a response from Becky, but it had been radio silence. To make matters worse, his cock was hurting him slightly from being cramped in the diapers for the last few hours. Well, to be honest, his penis was hurting because it was trapped in chastity.

For the last few hours he was consciously aware that the good feelings that he had generally felt in the diaper had all but vanished, meaning that even the slight softness that this predicament brought him had vanished. For all intents and purposes, this was not a fun experience.

Liam looked at his phone again. Becky had posted on her instagram story that she was enjoying dinner with some friends. To make matters worse, Liam’s message to her was marked as read. Which means Becky had seen the message and chose to ignore him.

Liam decided it might be best if he grab a few drinks from the mini bar and try and put his mind out of his predicament. He first started by taking his pants off, then dress shirt and suit jacket. He was worried that because he had been peeing steadily, the diaper would start leaking. But he hated to think this way, he was lucky to be wearing plastic pants so everything was trapped neatly inside his padding.

Liam observed the plastic pants in his reflection in the mirror. They were slightly transparent and light pink with small bunnies on them which meant he could clearly see the discoloration in his diaper but the pink looked alarming against his adult, masculine body. Liam looked at the back of the plastic pants and could see the plastic lock jingling behind him, a constant reminder that he was trapped in the diaper for the foreseeable future. Each time he moved, the lock would thump on his backside, each time a harsh reminder.

Liam chugged a few vodkas and settled into bed and flipped on the television. He had to move gingerly, because each time he moved, the bulk between his legs kept moving.

This was awful.

Suddenly Liam’s phone vibrated.

Liam grabbed it quickly and looked at the screen. It was a text from Becky.

Heart thumping, Liam read the text message.

Liam,

You are such a good boy for reaching back out to Mommy, Baby Liam. But you did take a long time. You made Mommy concerned and worried.

You are going to have to show Mommy that you really are committed to her by doing a task for her. Once you do, you can remove those plastic pants and full diaper.

The task is simple, you need to experience Corner Time. A good boy always must spend time reflecting on his day and how he can be a better boy for Mommy. Today you are going to experience corner time.

Liam looked at the rest of the note in shock. This isn’t want he wanted at all. He wanted just out of this predicament. He wanted to be able to take off the plastic pants and this extremely dirty and now heavy diapers.

But instead he now had to experience corner time.

Liam grabbed the barstool that was at the bar in his room and moved it to the corner of the room as instructed. The letter said he needed to get as close as possible with his nose as close to the crease in the wall as possible.

Next Liam took his phone and propped it up so his full body was on the screen and pressed the link on the phone. It opened up a live stream camera app and pressed record.

Liam assumed based on the second part of the note that Becky had to be on the other end, watching the live stream to ensure he complied with her demand.

Finally Liam pulled out three bottles of water and chugged them in front of the camera. Next he sat down with a squish and moved as close to the wall as possible.

The note had said that he’d know when it was time to remove himself from the corner. But without a clock and any sense of time, it was hard to gauge how much time he had left. It was an odd feeling, the warmth and fullness of the diaper around his waist, crinkling at every subtle movement contrasted against the coldness of the room. Liam found himself swinging his legs slightly as he sat there so he could try and keep feeling in them, but it was difficult. It felt like an hour had gone by. Then two.

Liam felt himself peeing in his diaper for the umpteenth time and felt the plastic swell even further. For some reason the plastic pants still held, meaning he felt more infantile than even. This had to be what it felt like to be a petulant toddler, being punished for doing absolutely nothing. That’s what made this entire “corner time” thing stupid. He was being punished, but hadn’t done anything to deserve it. But time kept moving on slower and slower causing his mind to wander.

Suddenly, a ding went off startling Liam from his thoughts.

The ding meant that he could get off the stool, but most of all, it meant he could change his diaper. But Liam had been dreading this moment for a while though because of what the next line on the note said.

Keep the camera on while you change your diaper. Until you can be with Mommy again, this is how you will change your diapers from now on. Mommy wants to make sure you’re safe in your thick, crinkly, diapers.

Liam moved to the bathroom and cut the plastic padlock off the back of the plastic pants and slid the plastic pants down his legs. Instantly, he caught an image of himself in the mirror and saw how much his diaper was sagging without the plastic pants. It was an odd sight, because without the plastic pants he looked even more infantile. The discolored white diaper in the bathroom made him look dirty and the camera was recording all of it.

Liam untapped the diaper which instantly plopped on the ground creating a mess. He stepped gingerly in the shower and rinsed himself off and scrubbed himself with as much soap as possible. Finally when Liam felt he was clean enough, he stepped out of the shower and put on the bathrobe. He then took a deep breath for what was to come next.

Liam opened his front door and retrieved the small box that was sitting there and brought it into the apartment. For a moment, he thought about the rest of the letter's contents.

Once you’ve changed your diaper, outside your apartment will be more diapers for you to use. You’ll be a good baby and use them during your trip.

So Liam complied and lay down on the bed, the camera still watching his every move. His hand shook as he unfolded the diaper and placed it under himself. Next he grabbed the baby powder that was in the box and sprinkled it on his crotch area. Next, with the plastic crinkling he folded the diaper over the bulge of the now clean chastity cage and taped it shut.

He glanced at the phone for a moment, noticing the live stream had ended.

He saw a notification on the phone.

Thanks for being Mommy’s Good Boy.