Daily Free-Write December 6, 2021: Mommy's Little Cheater (Patreon)

Note: I went back to my roots of free-writes today with this one. It was just a spontaneous write up from an idea that popped into my head. Very much in the style of the free-writes I did when I started this Patreon. I hope you enjoy! <3 Champ

CW: Implied Messing (after scene)

"Gooood baby! There's a good baby!"

I struggled and squirmed in the tightly wrapped garments I had swaddling me. Mommy had worked my penis out over my thick diapers and snowpants and was taking what looked like a clear lubed up waterwing to it. I grunted and blushed as she worked it up and down my penis.

"Does that feel good, baby? "

"Hnnngh! Nnnngh!" I panted and huffed, trying to hold back my moans of pleasure. I couldn't show her I liked this...

"If you come, I'll know you want to be kept like this forever, sweetie. Are you gonna come for Mommy?"

"Nnghhh... nooo..." I panted. "I'm not a baby..."

"Oh, we'll see about that," she said, picking up the remote off the dresser by the bed.

I was swaddled and strapped down to the bed. Diaper, Snow Pants, Puffy vest, double zippered sleeping bag. I couldn't move an inch. All I could do was whine and watch her bright red nails shine in the light as she picked up the remote.

"There there, baby. It'll all be over soon..." she clicked a button on the remote and the egg plug she'd placed in my butt began to vibrate against my prostate. It took everything I had not to completely zone out and lapse into baby babble then and there.

"H-honey... p-please... It was... an accident..." I managed to pant out between breaths. I hadn't intended to cheat on her. It was just a friendly conversation at work. A fun night out with co-workers. A long night at the bar after with Andy from the office. A drunken stumble back to his apartment. A comfortable rest in his big warm bed. And in the morning? Well, I slipped in the garden and fell on a cucumber?

"That's not what the video says, little man. But don't worry. You won't be working for a long-long time. You're going back to square one. And since you wouldn't give me a child of my own because of your so-called career, it looks like you're going to have to be the baby now."

I had tried every excuse in the book to try and smooth things over with her. Nothing worked. How was I to know that Andy, my supervisor, was addicted to social media? That he would post it all over Tweeter, InstantGram, ReadingIt, and god knows where else?

"I hnnngh... I'm s-sorry, Sherry..."

"I know you are sweetie," she said, as she continued to work my stiff willy in and out of the puffy plastic masturbator. "And thank you for finally saying so... But you're still going to show me how much you love and appreciate what I'm doing for you, baby... and then, we're going to make a little video of our own..."

I groaned. It felt so good. I gritted my teeth as I felt my orgasm getting nearer, trying to stave it off, or at least slow that freight train down.  It wasn't working very well.

"Theeere we go, sweetie... there we go... you can do it... you can do it!"

"Aaaahhhh! Hnnnngggggg!!!!" I cried out as a week's worth of cum spurted out and into the plastic sleeve. She pulled it off and I was still spurting, spraying the front of the cutesy printed sleeping bag with milky white seed.

"Aww, there we go, baby! You did it! I knew you loved being Mommy's little man. Now, let's see how potty trained you are, hmm?" She tucked my softening cock into the front of my diaper and gave it a pat before pulling up the snowpants and zipping up the sleeping bag. "If you can stay clean in those didees, I might just let you back into your big boy undies..."

At least that was easy enough. Aside from the fact that my bladder was full to bursting. And then she busted out the baby bottle of juice and I knew I was in trouble. I whined and begged but found my mouth stuffed with the huge nipple anyway, forced to chug down what looked like two liters of apple juice.

"There, there, sweetie. You'll get plenty of juice from Mommy. Mommy wants you to be nicely hydrated. Why don't we put on Baby Bops 2021? It's your favorite!"

I groaned as the Blarney theme song came on. It felt like he was taunting me with his cutesy lyrics.

"Aren't you glad we got paid so well after your little 'mistake'? Mommy didn't even have to work."

It was true. HR was shitting their pants when it all came out. They paid a hefty settlement and I would never have to work again. And then I had to deal with Mommy. She continued.

"I can stay home with baby as much as I want, unless i want to go out and find me a real man...

"We're married!" I tried to say, but  it was garbled by the big bottle nipple.

"What's that, sweetie? I'm sorry. I don't speak baby. But don't worry, Mommy is already switching everything over to her name. I'm sure the judge will agree you need 24/7 care when he sees some of our home videos..."

Videos? What videos? My thoughts were interrupted as the muscles in my bladder finally gave up, and I began flooding my diaper. I must have made quite a fuss, because Mommy noticed right away.

"That's a good boy. Showing mommy just how much you need your didees. That's fine then. You can use them for that from now on. Now let's see if you can make it to the potty for poopies..."

I knew that that would be no problem. After all, I was just drinking juice, wasn't I? I knew I had to go but I could hold it as long as I needed to. That's when she held up her remote again and clicked another button. Suddenly I felt soemthing expand in my butt. My eyes went wide. I knew what this was. It was a hollow plug.

"Sorry, baby. Looks like you really aren't potty trained..."

-Writen by ChampTehOtter