Daily Freewrite September 9th, 2022: Moving Day Pt. 5 (Patreon)

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Author's note: And now for the thrilling conclusion (probably)! Enjoy!
CW: Messing

"Ohhhhh! Unghhhhh!!!!"

It was the mind shattering orgasm that brought Lou out of trance. An orgasm that pumped what felt like several cups of creamy liquid into the front of his already wet diaper. In fact, Lou was cumming so much and for so long, it felt more like he was relieving his bladder after a long wait than an actual orgasm.

"Y-you otay?" asked Randy, holding up his spoon hesitantly and sucking his paci as he watched his friend shudder and convulse in the high chair.

"Wha- unh! Whuzzat? W-what's going on?"

Lou blinked, tried to rub his face and was stopped by the restraints, then began to look around and notice all the empty jars of baby food that had been fed to him while he was out. He slowly became aware of the full heavy sensation in his stomach. Of his belly pressing against the tray. Of his messy bib, messy face, and the feel of the warm, soggy, gooey diaper pressing up against his legs and crotch. His butt alone felt like it had swollen to three times the normal size with all that padding beneath him. He wiggled it experimentally, since that was all he could do. Yup, definitely soggy.

"Lou? Awe you otay?"

"Y-yeah, I -URP... I think I've had enough..."

"Sowwy, Lou, but I need ta feed you one mow spoonfuww."

"I'm serious, Randy. I couldn't possibly eat another- GLURK!!"

Lou felt his stomach gurgle ominously as he swallowed down the last spoonfull of baby food. He groaned as he felt a weight in his lower gut. This was not good. But he didn't blame Randy. It seemed as if the hands were controlling his every movement. Lou didn't really need to think about that now, though. He only cared about one thing...

"Randy, ya gotta let me out! I hafta go...! All that baby food is tryin ta make space in my tummy..."

"Okay, Lou! It's all gone now so I think I can help you out."

"Thank goodness," said Lou, signing in relief moments later as he was helped down off the high chair by Randy. "Which way is the restroom?"

"That way," said Randy, pointing, and Lou thanked him, making a beeline right for it.

"Ah, ah, ah," said a voice as something held Lou from going any further. "That's no place for little boys! Why don't you go to the nursery instead?"

Suddenly the hands reversed their pull, and Lou, who had been pushing against them trying to go forward was suddenly swept toward the nursery at lightning speed before he could dig in his heels. Before he knew it, he found himself bent over the changing table, invisible hands holding his hans stretched out in front of him while to more held his legs wide apart. Then he heard the diaper tapes untaping and the back being pulled down.

"No time for that now, sweetie. You and your brother finished all the baby food, so you have to go shopping!"

Lou felt the cool air on his butt but had no idea what was happening back there. But then he felt it. Something big and slick pressing against his hole.

"Hey! What are ya doin' back there? Hnnnnngh!"

Lou gritted his teeth and scrunched his eyes as he felt something being pushed against his hole. It was so big! And yet, somehow, it was inching forward inch by inch to invade him.

"This should keep you from having accident... at least for a little while..." said the voice, with a chuckle. Lou grunted and squirmed but nothing could stop the giant plug from inching forward until it reached the halfway point and his anus began pulling the rest in on its own. Lou gasped as he was filled, the plug already mashing his prostate and causing him to expel another dollop of cum into the already cummy front of his diapers. Then, he felt the diaper closing around his waist again and beign taped shut.

"Hey! What are ya doin?" he said again.

"He he he. You didn't think we were gonna get rid of your diaper so soon, did you? You haven't even finished using it!"

The hands releasted their grip and Lou immediately grabbed his stomach and doubled over, going weak in the knees as his stomach gurgled even louder.

"Uh oh. Looks like this one needs a stroller, huh?"

"What?!" said Lou, who was desperately trying to pull off his diaper so he could run to the bathroom. Instead, he saw Randy come into the room with an oversized stroller and he found himself pushed down into the bucket seat and buckled in. With the buckle in place, there was no way he was going to get out of the diaper on his own.

And that wasn't all, because with ever movement, the two of them could hear a loud rattle. Lou felt it immediately and knew where it had come from. It was the plug! It must have been hollow. Every movement caused something inside the plug to rattle, sending powerful sensations to his prostate and making him grow an obvious chubby n his diaper.

"Good boy, Randy. You push your brother out front. There's a Lifter waiting out front for you to take you to the store."

"Oh gods no," whined Lou, as he was pushed forward with no way to stop the ride he was on. Bounce. Rattle. Jostle. Rattle. Moan. Randy apologized profusely the whole way, but that was all he could do. The hands were in control.

Sure enough, waiting there was a minivan ready to take the two of them to the store. The hands had taken the liberty of ordering it with Randy's phone. And his credit card.

"Two special pickups," said the driver as he stepped out scratching his head. He had to laugh in surprise when he saw the two big babies waiting for him. One was in a t-shirt and diaper getting out fo the stroller and the other one was in a playsuit with very obvious shiny buttons running over the inseam - obviously for easy changes from the obvious thick diapers outlined underneath. The driver shook his head. "Well ain't that the darndest thing? Heh, guess I've seen everything.

The two men were silent as they were helped up into the car. With invisible hands over their mouths, they couldn't have said anything if they'd tried. Lou was whining and whimpering as his guts tried to force out the plug the whole way there, but couldn't. This, in turn, caused his plug to rattle all the more. And that caused his hard on to grow and rub more against the soft, warm, squishy padding. Randy was sympathetic, but he was busy dealing with his own problems - the hands were getting frisky again, and showing him just how enjoyable his diapers were. They barely noticed where they were being taken, or how much time had passed while they each dealt with their own sensory overloads.

Their little predicament didn't last long, however. In no time at all, they were being let out on the curb in front of the grocery store. The driver shook his head as he read the instructions again.

"Well... I guess I just leave you here, you two. Good luck..." He glanced down at his phone again. "Nice tip! Alright!"

That seemed to make him feel better as he got back in his van and drove off.

The two men looked at each other, and whimpered.

"Are you gonna be a good boy and go in the store as you are?" asked the voice. Lou felt a hand patting his butt, and he whined, going weak in the knees again as the urge to go hit him stronger than ever. Again he went weak in the knees, and he found himself being quickly pushed into the bucket seat and strapped in. He was being pushed into the store whether he liked it or not, and there was no way to hide.

"Sorry, Lou. I'm so sorry," whispered Randy, choking in embarrassment himself, as his obvious diaper shifted and crinkled with each step. He was worried he was about to leak with how soaked he already was, and he just prayed he wouldn't leak in the store. He felt like everyone in the world was staring at his huge butt, while the voices told him how cute he was and how much he deserved to live as the little boy he needed to be.

The stroller was guided forward as if on a track straight to the baby aisle, and when they got there, Lou was unstrapped and he and Randy found a pair of carts waiting for them.

"First one to fill their cart gets to go to the potty," said the voice, with a chuckle, and the two men looked at each other for half a second before bolting forward. The two men waddled forth down the baby aisle clearing out the baby aisle like it was on fire, with lots of encouragement from the voices.

"Get lots of baby food. Don't forget!"

"You need more baby powder and oil, buddy."

"Can't forget that cream!"

"Teethers! Get your teethers!"

"Aren't you thirsty? Get lots to drink!"

"You need more bibs and bottles and plates and cups... the house is not well stocked enough for two little boys..."

They both reached the end around the same time, their carts filled to the brim with baby items, and even some XXXL baby diapers in the newest biggest size that coincidentally seemed like it might fit them.

"Wow! A tie! Okay you two. Look over there. The bathroom. The one who gets there first wins!"

The two men waddled but their diapers were so heavy that it was slowing them down. They looked ridiculous, and what's more, their greatest fears were already coming true before they could reach the door.

"Look at the big babies!" said one young man, pointing as the two obviously diapered men hustled and rustled toward the potty. Then two things happened.

First, Randy sprung a leak, which quickly soaked the inseam of his thin cotton shorts and began running down his legs, followed quickly by the popping of snaps as his diaper swole up enough to force open the shorts and sag down to Randy's knees, tripping him up as he tried go move forward.

Second, Lou's  guts finally pushed hard enough to dislodge the plug, forging it out into his diaper and instantly making it bulge out. It looked like he had just made a big doodie in his diaper, but his gaping hole had no chance of stopping the mess that rushed out after. With a loud fart and blort, Lou messed his diaper to capacity, and it was very obvious.

The young man's exclamation had drawn even more attention to the two men, and soon everyone was laughing at the ridiculous babies. The two of them ran forward, to the bathroom, but it was already too late. There was little point of going in there now, except to get cleaned off and diapered again. And that's exactly what happened because Randy and Lou didn't even realize that they had torn open their new packages of diapers from the store and brought them with them to the bathroom.

Almost out of spite, Lou tried to lift the toilet lid, only to find an invisible force holding it down.

"I told you that you could go to the potty, but I never said you could actually use it." Lou began to cry like a baby at that point, not simple tears or sobbing but loud bawling like a baby would do. And Randy, as many new babysitters did when this happened, panicked a little bit, looking for any way to calm the crying baby down.

"Look! There's a changing table," said Randy, trying to console Lou. "Why don't you just lay back on the changing table..."

That seemed like the most sensible thing to do. The voices seemed to think so, anyway. And they were always right, right?

"Here, I'll even join you..." Randy was sure that would cheer Lou up, if the two of them both lay down on the big changing table. That's what the voices said so it had to be true.

Lou sniffled and sucked his thumb as invisible hands took care of the big loads he'd left in the back (and front) of his diapers. It did feel better, at least, to be changed. He looked over and saw that his new brother was getting the same treatment, though he was only pissy and cummy and not messy.

"Such good boys using your diapers like that. This is your new life boys. Everyone should know what happy big babies you are, so get ready to smile out there cause there's going to be lots of cameras and plenty of attention. Who wouldn't pay attention to cuties like you?"

It was now clear what had happened in the last big baby's apartment - exactly what was happening to them now. They would be known as the baby men all around town, and there was nothing they could do about it.

"Aww, don't look so sad. We're going to go clothes shopping next, and then we'll go find your other brother - the one that ran away. Then you can all be a happy little family at home for ever and ever. How does that sound?"

The two men wanted to say it sounded awful but with all the suggestions and sensations that had been thrown at them from the very start, they couldn't help but chub up at the idea. If they really thought about it, such a future didn't seem so bad..."