Daily Free-Write February 21, 2021 (Patreon)

Continuation of February 20, 2021 “Granny Grabbed Pt. 4”

Daddy laid out a changing mat in the middle of the room and Davey quickly found himself on his back in the middle of the crinkly mat, surrounded by colorful squiggles and ABCs. Daddy put his fob to the rubber pants and pulled them down to reveal some very yellow diapers.

“Uh oh,” said Daddy. “Looks like they didn’t give you enough to drink. Violet, can you be a good helper and order us up some drinks for our little guy?”

“Yes, Daddy,” said Violet, who crawled off and spoke out the order to someone unseen. Davey whimpered as he realized just how wet he was. The moment he saw the wetness with his own eyes, he was suddenly aware of the clamminess on his skin and he was no longer in love with his diapers. Unfortunately, since he was found in diapers when Granny picked him up, they designated him as not potty trained, and he was stuck in diapers for the foreseeable future.

“What’s wrong, little guy?” said Daddy as he unpinned the diaper. “Why are you so fussy?”

“These diapers feel icky on my skin,” said Davey. “Do I really have to go back in another one?”

“You’re incontinent now, Davey in a sing song voice. The catheter and plug are finishing off whatever potty control the booster shot didn’t wipe away.”

“Booster shot?” asked Davey, confused.

“You know, the tranquilizers. They relaxed all those muscles down there and what’s more, they made your peepee extra sensitive so you could learn to love your dydees even more! Whoo, speaking of which…” Daddy pulled his head back as he opened the diaper and the powerful stench of piss and semen hit him full force. Davey was embarrassed to see that his penis instantly got hard at the smell. It smelled so good to him. “You like that smell, kiddo?” asked Daddy smirking and raising an eyebrow. He paused to let Davey take in the sight of his own hard prick still dripping piss in a steady dribble, then he reached over to grab a wipe.

David could not be more embarrassed. He hid his face in his hands. He had only just begun to meet other ABDLs in person and getting changed by someone else was still an intensely personal process for him. He was glad that Daddy didn’t tease him… much.

“Very cute,” said Daddy, pausing to snap another photo. “Look at that red face and that stiff little peepee. Well, that only means one thing. You’re a true diaper boy. Guess making you incontinent was the right choice. After all, you’ve been trying to go 24/7 for so long…”

Davey moaned as he was wiped up. The cool wipes made his scrotum shrink tight against his body, but the processed of being cleaned up by a hot guy like Daddy hit all his buttons in the right way. His pupils were dilated from the odor of his very well-used diaper, the feel of wipes caressing every inch of his diaper area, and the sight of Daddy taking care of his most personal needs.

“There we go,” said Daddy. The little one is finally calming down. Violet, be a dear and get a fresh diaper laid out – two stuffers this time.”

“Yes Daddy,” said Violet, kneeling down beside them and pulling out the requested items one by one.

“We’ll put you back in disposables now, since that’s what you like best,” said Daddy. “Upsie daisy!”

Daddy lifted Davey’s ankles. He felt tiny in this man’s hands, being cleaned as if he was a helpless infant. Then he was lowered back down on the soft crinkly mass of the stack they had prepared for him.

“Daddy, does it really have to be this thick?”

“You’re gonna need these, little guy, because I’m gonna make sure you’re well hydrated while you’re with me.”

He picked up the powder and shook it onto Davey’s crotch. Then he began to rub it all over his crotch and butt. The distinctive smell of baby powder invaded Davey’s nostrils, cutting through his thoughts like a knife. He huffed nice and deep, his heart beating fast. A flush came to his cheeks and his pupils became pools of black

“Careful, baby boy,” said Daddy. “don’t inhale too much.”

“Wha?” said Davey, who was already peeing as the thick layers of padding were brought up.

“The powder is just like the stuff that was in your booster shot, little guy. It just has to get wet and it’ll absorb directly through your skin and into your bloodstream.”

“Whaddoes it do?” asked Davey, drooling slightly.

“Well, it makes you extra sensitive to nice sensations like the ones your diapers give you. It makes you more horny, and able to have lots more cummies, and it helps you use your diapers more easily by relaxing all those muscles down there. It only works if you’ve had the booster shot, though. That’s why it’s not doing anything to me.”

Violet looked on in envy. She hadn’t got to enjoy that powder since her training ended.

“Can I have some too, Daddy?” she asked as politely as she could.

“Sorry sweetheart, but your training is finished,” said Daddy.

“But Granny said I was gonna go through training with him. Isn’t that part of it?”

He looked to the side and thought for a second.

“Well, I guess you’re right,”  he said. “We’ll give you some powder next, after I get a fresh pair of rubber pants on your little brother.”

“No…pleezhe… I don’t need rubber pantsh…” He waved his limbs ineffectually, but it appeared he was already too relaxed to resist. “I don’t n—unnnnghhhh!”

Davey didn’t want to be immobilized by thick rubber pants that turned him into a helpless diaper humper, but his protests were cut off by a sudden intense wave of pleasure. As soon as the pants were pulled up over his diapers, they began to vibrate powerfully. He was left making nonsense noises that sounded more like baby babble than pleas for release.

“I think you do need them, sweetie,” said Daddy, pulling the boy into his lap and pressing the front of his rubber pants so Davey could hump Daddy’s hand with wreckless abandon.

There was a soft knock at the door and Daddy called over to Violet, who was biting her thumb and rubbing her own diaper as she watched.

“Violet, go get Baby his drinks. I think he got a little too much powder. He’ll dry out like a raisin unless we keep feeding him bottles. You should drink one too.”

Using the wall as support, Violet got onto her feet and opened the door then dragged in a cart of glass baby bottles all full of some milky white liquid.

She drank down the sweet creamy liquid while Davey did the same. The liquid was so delicious and filling to him. He was in total bliss as he kept sucking and sucking the yummy formula.

“There you go babies, drink em all down! That’s it.” The diaper was beginning to get heavy enough to create its own weight against Davey’s crotch as liquid flowed out of him almost as fast as it went in. With that added weight, he was able to start humping the air and get some good stimulation as the diaper shifted its weight over his genitals.

Sweat beaded up on his forehead as he continued to hump, enjoying the feel of the nipple, the taste of the creamy formula, the friction and pressure of the warm squishy diaper, the relief of urination, and the vibration of his thick rubber training pants all at once. He came just as he finished the last of his bottle, but the wonderful sensation was disrupted as daddy patted his diaper, leaving him just as horny as before the orgasm.

“Good boy. Aww, looks like I messed up your little orgasm. Guess you’ll have to keep trying.” Daddy turned him on his tummy so he could continue humping the floor desperately trying to squirt in his diapers.

“Okay Violet, did you finish yours?”

“Yes, Daddy,” she said, stifling a moan. She was openly rubbing her diapers but it did her no good caged up like that,

“Good girl. Come close to Daddy so he can check how wet you are and give you a little powder too.”

She crawled closer, and he reached out a hand to pull open her waist band and feel inside. She hoped her own panties would start vibrating again soon to help her learn to cum soft.

“Well well well, you’re still dry, Violet. Good job! Such a shame. You were so close to earning big girl pull-ups, but it looks like you’ll be back to square one now with the powder and diapers.”

“Wait,” she moaned as she continued in vain to stimulate her cramped and throbbing clitty. “I can be a big girl. Really, Daddy.”

“Oh really? Are you sure about that?”

She bit her lip and nodded.

“Oh yeah? Because I think the big girl wants to have some nice powder in her dydees so she can wet them and feel super-duper fuzzy good. Is that what my little girl secretly wants?”

She shook her head and blushed, sucking her thumb.

“Daddy’s lie detector is going off! Ill tell you what, little girl. I’ll put some powder in your dydees. If you really want to grow up, you’ll resist wetting them and ask to use the potty chair.” He pointed to a small plastic chair behind a high-backed sofa on the far side of the fireplace. “If you can’t stay dry… well, then I guess you’ll become a babbly drooling horny diaper humping baby just like your brother.”

As if to emphasize that point, David cried out, giving a final thrust into his squishy padding as he finally came into his diapers.

“O-okay, Daddy,” said Violet, looking at Davey’s orgasm face and squeezed her knees together, already feeling incredibly turned on and frustrated.

Of course it was all just an elaborate dance that they both knew the moves to, one that had only one possible outcome. Daddy stretched the diaper open enough to get wedge the top of the bottle in and squeezed. Moments later, Violet released her painfully full bladder into the waiting diaper and was flooded with the chemical as her diapers were flooded with piss. Soon she too was humping uncontrollably, albeit with far less success than Davey.

“That didn’t take very long,” said Daddy, chuckling and grabbing a couple more bottles. He tried to hand one to Davey but he was completely unresponsive as he lay there, totally content and exhausted.

“Aww, your little brother is all tuckered out, sweetie!” said Daddy, looking over to Davey who was absolutely drenched in sweat. Looks like it’s both your bedtimes now, isn’t it?”

“No! Daddy, please. I gotta make stickies…. I just gotta!”

Daddy bundled the sweat-soaked boy and his sister into the wagon and brought them out into the hall.

“Hush now, Violet. Be nice and quiet like your bother. Someone can bring up the bottles after us but take your and keeps sucking with those pretty lips so you don’t wake the whole household up.”

Davey was only half-listening as Daddy spoke and took the bottle handed him out of reflex, happily suckling away at it as they were carted off toward the front entryway.