QH Archives: Showing the Babysitter Around (Patreon)

“The kitchen is fully stocked, so help yourself to whatever you need. The nursery should have everything you’ll need too.  Wipes, new diapers, powder, there’s even some ointment if his rash flares up again.”

“Okay, thank you,” said Tiffany.  “So where is he, anyways?”

“Probably hiding in the living room.  He wasn’t too keen on having a babysitter tonight.”  They walked into the living room where they could immediately see the shadow of a crouched figure behind the love seat.”

“Aww, is that his little hiding place?”

“Worse than that, I’m afraid.”  Mrs. Holden sighed and shook her head.  “Greg, please come out from behind that couch at this instance and meet your babysitter Tiffany.”

He slowly emerged , his cheeks flushed red.  Though dressed like a toddler, complete with an oversized pair of shortalls.  His bloated bottom immediately gave away the fact that they were concealing a rather thick diaper. If it wasn’t for the fact that he was six feet tall and 30 years old, it was almost feasible that he actually was just a toddler.

“Now turn around, Greggy.  Face the wall and assume your position,” his wife ordered.  He complied.  “Now, Tiffany, you’ll quickly learn that behind the couch is his little ‘naughty place’ he goes when he needs to make a potty in his diaper.  Never let him get away with this.  You call him out on it.  Check his diaper when he claims that he didn’t use it.  Watch this.”

As Greg bent over the side of the couch, his wife expertly opened the straps of the shortalls, so that she could pull open the back of his diaper and take a peek inside.  She wrinkled her nose immediately and released the diaper.

“Does he need to be changed, Mrs. H?”

“He does, unfortunately. It’s quite a mess in there. But it's good timing, in a way, because I can show you how to handle that too.  Come on, Greggy, let’s go to the changing table...”

Greg whined pathetically as he took her hand and let himself be lead to the nursery where the cute young stranger would watch him be changed - only so that she herself could do it later if she needed to.

And she most certainly would have to.

This story has been re-edited and partially re-written since its original posting on Tumblr. This version is exclusively for my patrons.