"Simba! You have two seconds to get down here to eat! Now!"
"Okay Mommy!" Simba says laughing as he sits down at the kitchen table.
"You are grounded! Talk and joke all you want. You will know what it's like to be a baby if you want to act like one. You wetting the bed makes it that much easier too. Do you want me to hang your piss stain sheets outside so your friends can see?"
"No mom please don't!" Simba cried out.
"Eat and go to your room. Do your homework, if you have any, and then go to bed. Understand?" His mother sarcastically added.
Simba just ignores his mother and slams the door shut and locks it. He walks towards his bed and sits down. "I'm not a mean person!"
The door knocks following with his mother trying to get in angry, "Open this dam door now! You want to slam things now? Huh? Open this dam door now!"
I open the door seeing my mother very angry with me. She then points at my pants.
"Now you piss yourself? Okay that is it! Take your clothes off and get in the shower. When you are done come to my room and I will get you ready for bed."
"I'm not a little—"
"Shhhh! No no baby. Just go clean up and mommy will take care of you."
I just sit here not sure what's going on and very upset, crying out floods of tears. I had no idea I pissed myself. I didn't feel it! How can this happen?! I then go to the bathroom and take off my clothes. As I get in the shower, I heard the garage open and my mom leave probably because of me. I take off my last sock and get in the shower. When I get out and dry myself off, I start to walk to my room. My mom is sitting there with diapers, baby powder, baby lotion, baby wipes and a changing mat for kids.
"I'm not doing this!"
"Do you live in my roof?"
"Yes."
"Then leave if you don't like it. Otherwise lay down on your bed. Pick."
I realize I have nowhere else to go so I lay down on the bed accepting my fate as a little kid again. My mom starts to open the diaper and lifts my butt up and puts a diaper under me. It was quite thick. She then wipes me up then followed it with powder and pulls the diaper up between my legs.
"Good baby. Just let mommy do it all for you."
"I'm not a ba—"
My mother shoves a pacifier in my mouth and I just go blank in my mind. I was so confused.
"It's okay baby. I know you're pretty tired. I'll get your bottle for bedtime."
I'm just laying here on my bed quiet and sucking on a pacifier. I tried to get up and out of my room until my mother caught me.
"No! You are not going anywhere. You have to go to bed baby. I got your ba ba! Come sit on my lap sweetie."
I go sit on my mother's lap and lean into her looking up at her as she looks back at me.
"Good baby. I'm going to feed you your milky. Just lean back close your eyes baby."
I just listen to my mother and lean back, closing my eyes, as I feel my pacifier come out of my mouth.
"Open up sweetie."
I open my mouth to a nipple from a baby bottle and I start sucking the milk so my mother doesn't get mad at me. The milk kinda tasted funny but I was thirsty so I kept going until I realized I was sucking air. I then started to feel sleepy.
"Good baby. Let's get you tucked in."
I felt blankets covering me with just a T-shirt and diaper on. I fell asleep shortly after.
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The Diaper Days: It Begins
FantasySimba, a devious adult, thinks it's okay to do what he wants with everything and not care about anyone. Take the journey that Simba takes and experience the hard road and true restrictions for little Simba. What do you think will happen?