Chapter 11

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illem carried a crying Eric to his nursery. Willem went to the rocking chair and sat down placing Eric in his lap. Eric winced at the pain from his still burning bottom. “I am sorry Eric, I can only imagine how sore you bum must be. Eric began crying again, Willem just held his head against his chest and Eric lay his head on Willems shoulder and continued to cry. Willem rocked Eric for a while comforting him, “it’s ok pal let it all out.” Eric cried for another ten minutes, taking comfort from this man who had every right to be furious with him for what he had said to his wife, yet here he was rocking him and comforting him. Eric felt the hard muscles under Willems polo neck and felt a stirring in his loins, he had never felt this way about another man before. He lay in Willems arms and began to relax. He stopped crying and before he knew what was happening Eric was sucking his thumb as Willem continued to rock him. Bella poked her head into the nursery, but Willem shook his head, and she disappeared. When Willem had felt Eric was ready he said, “From what I understand you have just discovered something about yourself that you never knew existed and was trying to understand it, by allowing yourself to experience what those feelings meant, but you were put into baby mode, without being able to process those feelings. You had no one to turn to. No one that you could talk to. No one who could help you understand these new and strange feelings. Am I correct in my assumptions?”

“Eric couldn’t believe what he was hearing, how could this man be so understanding and so alert to what Eric was feeling. Eric struggled to speak at first then he shakily asked “How, how did you know?” Willem smiled and replied “You forget about Kenny. I have had the same discussion with Kenny when we were kids.” “So do you want to tell Uncle Willem what’s going on?” asked Willem as he rubbed Eric’s back gently. Eric felt so at ease sitting in Willems lap, he had never felt this at ease in a very long time, it was as if he was shedding off a huge weight that had been holding him down for many years. Willem continued, “ you are safe from everyone out there. I will not let them hurt you again I promise you.”

Eric burst into tears again, Willem knew that it was that Eric was embarrassed to let Willem know about how he really felt, “ it’s ok baby boy you can tell your uncle Willem. I am not going to judge or laugh at what you tell me. You don’t have to be embarrassed at all. Now tell Uncle Willem, so that we can start to help you understand what you are feeling. Ok baby boy, is that ok with you?” Willem coaxed Eric, speaking softly and all the while rocking him in the rocking chair.

Eric realised that he could trust this man, that he of all people would understand. Eric began slowly. “it all started when my brother and his wife became pregnant. I kept thinking about the baby busy growing Milly’s womb. One day the thought crossed my mind about what it would be like to be a kid again. I quickly put the thought out thinking that I was all grown up and I was being stupid. Then I met you and your wife and saw Kenny for the first time. Then I came and helped to deliver his nursery furniture. My thoughts then started to shout at me. That’s why I asked your folks that day on the farm, but Martha thought I was being disrespectful. When she asked me to leave she told me also to go online and do some research. I did this and I was very surprised to learn that my thoughts were not that weird after all. I tried to ignore my thoughts but the more I tried the more I wanted to know more. I kept going online more and more, and soon realised that reading about the lifestyle wasn’t enough for me any more. I found myself waking up at night from dreams of being put into diapers and becoming a baby again. Eventually I thought that maybe if I put diaper on then I would be satisfied and these urges would go away. I stole a pack of diapers from your folks, and was transported to a place I never knew existed. The urges just got worse. I started stealing baby toiletries from Steven and Milly. After my bath at night I would start applying the baby lotion and the baby powder to my body and I loved the way it made me smell like a real baby. The aroma of baby powder drove me wild. I loved the way it felt on my skin, the way it transported me back to a time when my mom applied it to me when I was a baby. Then when I wore the diapers I wanted to feel what it felt like not only to wear them but to use them also. I was hooked by that time. I was embarrassed by the way I was carrying on so I stopped. Then two weeks ago I got drunk, from being depressed by not being able to give in to my desires. Then when I got drunk I remember feeling that I had lost the battle and all my resistance broke down. That’s when I applied a ton of baby products to my body, and put a diaper on with the baby diapers inside for more absorbency and got dressed in the footed sleeper, and bib. I liked the way I looked in the mirror, and loved the way it made me feel. I climbed into the crib, sucking on my pacifier, and I felt so great. I imagined that I was laying in my own crib in my nursery and as I lay there watching the mobile turning above my head I fell asleep and I remember feeling like I was just like a real baby. The next thing I remember was waking up in a wet diaper with every one standing around the crib watching me.” Eric finished telling Willem.

“Go on baby,” Willem encouraged him. “ Then since then I have been kept in diapers, and the next thing, I was sleeping in a nursery and wearing only baby clothes. It was nice at first but I could see that my folks were doing this as a form of punishment and not out of love. It seemed like they were going out of their way to humiliate me.” Eric continued. “Yes I also kind of got that impression also,” said Willem.

Willem held Eric tighter and continued to rock him. He patted Eric’s diaper lightly as he comforted Eric. Eric suddenly let out a large fart and felt his diaper begin to fill up, then his bladder relieved itself and Eric began to cry again from embarrassment. He had just soiled and wet his diaper while sitting in this man’s lap. He buried his face in Willems chest and sobbed.

Willem lifted his face and asked “ Hey kiddo what’s with the water works?” “I just messed myself.” He said between sobs” Willem smiled down at him then said “Do you want to be a baby again? Do you want to live like Kenny does?” Eric looked at Willem and nodded his head, then said, “Yes I do but I also want be loved like a baby, but I don’t think dad and Mom will love me like that again. They are so angry with me. They have always seen me as a big screw up and now they probably hate me even more now, I have never seen my father so angry before, and he has never beat me that bad before either.” Wailed Eric.

The wet and soiled diaper were beginning to burn Eric’s sore bottom. He started to cry harder, Willem realised what was going on. “Can uncle Willem change the baby boys diaper?” Eric nodded his head the tears streaming down his face.

Willem got up and carried Eric to the changing table. He gently removed the pink ruffled panties and opened Eric’s diaper. He began gently cleaning Eric up with the baby wipes, as he worked gently he noticed that Eric had no pubic hair. Eric became hard and his penis stood tall, but Willem ignired it. Willem cleaned up Erics sore bum with extra gentleness. Eric lay there sucking his thumb. Willem saw a box with pacifiers on the shelf above his head, he took one out and popped it into Eric’s mouth. Eric smiled and began sucking the pacifier. Willem applied some antiseptic cream on Eric’s blistered bum and gently rubbed it in. He gently applied the bum cream and rubbed it in before applying a generous amount of baby powder to his backside. Willem sprinkled another generous amount of baby powder to Eric’s penis, and the rest of his diaper area. Willem closed the diaper, then said to Eric. “I think this cute little baby boy needs the right clothes don’t you kiddo?” Willem smiled as he removed the dress. Then he began to apply some baby moisturiser to Eric’s body and rubbed it in. Then he did the same with the baby powder. Eric closed his eyes in pleasure as the aroma engulfed him. Then Willem dressed Eric into his footed sleeper that he was wearing when they had arrived. He put his bib around his neck and sat Eric up. Willem then undid the pink bow and brushed his hair until it was back to normal again.

Willem looked at Eric and kissed him on the forehead and said “Now you smell and look like a real little baby. How does baby feel now?” “Eric grinned and said behind his pacifier, “ike a weal aby, ankoo untle illem.”

Willem smiled and said “atta boy. You really do make a very cute baby.”

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