Daily Free-Write April 15, 2021: The Baby Game Pt. 2 (Patreon)

CW: Messing

Continuation of March 11, 2021 “The Baby Game”

Derel walked in the door of his house, right past the kitchen where his mother was cooking.

"Hey, sweetie! You were out late again. Where have you been?"

"The arcade," Derek said, absentmindedly.

"Derek honey, you sound funny. What's going- Eeeeek!!!" His mother shrieked when she saw her son wandering in in just a diaper and no pants. "What are you doing in a diaper?!"

"I pooped my pants, so I had to get these," he said, looking at her without seeing her. Now I gotta take a nap."

"What do you mean you pooped your pants? Derek! How long has this been going on?"

Derek just kept walking on to his room and laid down and fell asleep. He woke up half an hour later feeling extremely horny and like he had to poop badly. When he sat up he heard a loud crinkle and looked down to see he was in a thick white diaper. He touched it with his hand as if he didn't believe it was there. The diaper crinkled, as his hand sunk into the material, which was now more yellow than white. It felt… good.

"What the fuck… what the fuck…" he said under his breath. He looked around for his pants and couldn't find them. They weren't in his yellow backpack - all that was in there were two more diapers. He couldn't remember what had happened after school. He knew he was going to go to the arcade, but the rest was a blank. How did he get in a diaper? And why was he finding it so incredibly hot?

He knew he should be running to the toilet, but instead he found himself rubbing the front of his diapers. But no matter how hard he rubbed, he couldn't seem to get any stimulation going. And there was a strange tugging sensation at his balls. What was that? He felt something throbbing in his hole… it felt good as well… then it started to vibrate…

"Holy!" He clasped his hands over his mouth. Shit. He didn't want his mom to hear.

"Honey? Are you okay? Honey? Dinner is ready!"

He could hear her approaching but all he could do is hump his pillow in an effort to get off. He was so incredibly sexually frustrated.

"Honey, dinner is- Eeeeek!!!"

Derek's Mom opened the door only to find her son still in a diaper and shirt, laying on the bed and moaning.

"A-are you o-"

"Unnhhhh!" he moaned, as he filled the back of his pampers with a loud blort and several farts. There was no question what he'd just done. His diapers soon sagtged in back and the smell was unspeakable.

"Oh Derek…" said his mom, covering her mouth. This was beyond the pale. Her son must really need diapers badly, but she didn't understand why now, or why he'd never said anything before. But that didn't matter. What mattered was she got her son the help he needed.

"Honey, I'm going to have to call a doctor and get you more diapers. Can you clean yourself up?"

Derek nodded, looking like a deer in headlights. She closed the door and he opened a window. He was humiliated, but at least he had gotten rid of the hornies. He looked at the daunting task between his legs. And decided that changing in the bathtub would be his best bet. Once he was in the tub, he gripped the tape and steeled himself.

"Here goes nothing…"

Down came the diaper, mess and all. Derek was surprised to find his cock dripping white goop, and more of that white goop covering the yellowed front section of the diaper. No wonder he wasn't horny, he had cum buckets when he messed his pamps. And he had gotten his master gamer's ring dirty!

"Aww man! I'm gonna hafta take a shower," he said, balling up the diaper and tossing it in the bathroom waste bin. There was no way he was going to leave his 'gamer's ring' spooged and gunked up, not to mention the 'joystick' which he usually kept safely in his butt. That was sacrilege.

Ten minutes later, Derek made his way downstairs, blushing bright red as he wore a pair of sweatpants that did nothing to hide the shape or sound of the thick diaper on his butt.

"I just got off the phone with your counsellor from school."

"Counsellor?"

"You know, David. He says he's been seeing you after school every day about yoru problem and he thought he should call me because of the accident you had.

"Oh, David. I know him. But he's-"

"He says the school has a program that you can go through to help with something like this, but you'll have to be away from home for a few weeks. Do you think you can do that, sweetie?"

"Uh… What? I don't under…"

"It will help you with your little… problem, honey. Go on and pack your stuff, he's on his way!"

Ten minutes later, Derek was at the table eating with David, the man from the arcade. He was still completely confused, but as David talked to his mom, everything he said seemed to make sense and the story was falling into place. He had been having accidents at school. He'd been going to the arcade every day and staying out as long as possible so that he could get lost in games and no one would notice his little issue. He'd been in diapers every day for the past week, and there was no sign of him gaining back control. When he heard of the program, he begged David to come talk to his mom and explain things.

As David explained, Derek's mom seemed reluctant. At least until she tried to use the restroom and encountered the dirty diaper in the bin. "Derek, that's it! You're going to that program!"

Soon Derek was back in the van with David.

"Don't worry, buddy, we'll get you all better soon. Let's just make one more stop at the arcade, ok?"

Derek nodded. "Okay." It sounded reasonable to him.

Derek found himself in front of the 'Street Brawler' cabinet once more. He felt light headed and the room smelled like piss. The buttons were sticky with drool, and his face felt wet. When he wiped it, more drool came away on his hands. He looked down to see his sweat pants were wet, and dripping onto the dark carpet below. A carpet that looked like it was covered in pee stains - but only in front of this game.

"Whaz.. goin on?"

"Hey, Derek, you did so good! You're almost finished with your prize. I just wanted to check in on you to see if you need a change.

"Need a change? No… I gotta finish da game… I'm… so… cwose…"

"Okay, little guy, but don't blame me if you have an accident!"

"Go home, you're drunk!" said a spectator. Suddenly he realized he had a crowd of giggling arcade goers watching him.

"I got the master gamer's ring," said Derek, pointing a thumb at his chest even as he found himself squatting, his diaper getting heavier by the second.

The other patrons just giggled and pointed, but Derek didn't care… He turned to the arcade cabinet to play one last round.

A few minutes later he stood there, silently staring at the screen. The crowd grew bored and left.

"Okay, buddy," said David in his smooth and encouraging voice. "You finally did it. You beat the whole game."

Derek smiled a goofy grin as he stared into space and made some nonsense noises.

"Wanna know what you win now? You get to go home with Daddy! Forever! Won't that be fun? Of course it will!" David said, answering his own question.

Derek smiled and clapped making happy gurgling noises. He tried to step away from the machine but fell on his mushy butt causing quite an explosion in his pants.

"Uh oh!" said David. "Baby went boom! Well, let's get you changed and take you home. Didn't you read the sign when you came in here? No babies in the arcade."

Derek couldn't walk on his own, but with Daddy's help, he was able to toddle to the back area for a change into a new diaper and an adorable romper. And under the thick diaper was an even smaller ring and a bigger plug than the one he had worn before. David was going to have a lot of fun with his new baby boy. He just knew it.