The Diaper Days: It Begins

Chapter 2

It was Monday morning and it was time for school today. I'm hopefully able to get out of this diaper. I rub my eyes to get my sleepies out and suddenly I hear my mother walk in.
"No. I called the school this morning and you will be home from today on. "
"I had a project I worked on mom! It means a lot to me! I'm going to school!"
"Okay. If you want to show your friends your diapers, pacifier and bottles. Not to mention your cute little baby clothing I got you. I tossed your big kid clothes out overnight. I told you if you acted like a baby you will be a baby."
I just sat there in defeat. I'm a full time baby now and there's nothing I can do to stop it. Just then I heard my father get home and come up towards my room.
"So I hear we got a baby boy again?" He asked.
"Oh yeah he's quite the little charmer!" My mother added.
"Can I ple—" I was shut down from talking by a pacifier from my mother. I spit the pacifier out and continue. "I want to go to school!"
I started to cry with heavy tears but that didn't stop my mother grabbing me and pulling my pants down and my diaper and starts spanking me.
"Maaamaaaaa! Pleeeeaaaase noooooo!" I was flooding with tears down my face as it turned beat red.
"Looks like our baby boy is still sleepy. I'll fix a bottle for him." My father then walks out of the room to make me a bottle of milk. My mother puts me in my crib and locks it, shoving my pacifier back in.
"It's okay baby. Da da is getting your ba ba!"
I just lay down and start crying again. Five minutes later my father comes back with the bottle of milk and pulls my pacifier out as I'm crying hysterically. I feel the bottle get shoved in my mouth and I start to just drink my bottle.
"Good boy!" My father says aloud.
Today was the worst day for a Monday and I am trapped with no help. I'm a baby. I'm defeated. I am little. I fall asleep drinking my bottle and suddenly I wake up completely soaked and messy two hours later. Now I got this? How do I get my mother or father to change me?
I start to look around the room and notice a baby monitor on. I start talking in baby talk.
"Ma ma? Da da? I need new diapey! Helpy me!" I start crying until I hear my mother run into the room.
"Awww baby! I'm so sorry! Let's get you changed sweetie."
My mother picks me up and lays me on the changing table. She cleans me up and then slides in a fresh diaper then tapes me up after heavily powdering my bottom.
"There we go all clean! Let's get you some food baby." My mother picks me up and carries me to a highchair in the kitchen with three jars of baby food on it.
"Look at all the num nums!"
I just can't win. Now I have to eat like a baby. Why am I being treated like this? I'm not a bad little boy.
"Open up baby!"
I open my mouth to the nasty tasting baby food. I felt like I was going to be sick. Just as my mother started a second spoon I spit it out and it hits her in the face. Uh oh!
"You don't want food now? I'll just force it in then!" My mother wipes her face and then pulls a strap out of the drawer.
"Now your mouth stays open until you are done."
She snaps the strap on me and my mouth locked slightly open now permanently until my mother takes it off. I was then force fed the rest of the baby food. I was a mess!
"I'm going to clean you up and then lay you down for a nap. Daddy will be watching you sweetie. I have to go on a trip for work. Be a good boy! I'll be gone when you wake up."
Now I'm getting thoughts. Maybe I can sneak out and get away. That's it! I'll leave and get to my friends house and I'll ask for help. Perfect idea!
I was being carried by my mother to be put to sleep for a nap. I was locked in my crib and given another bottle to fall asleep with. Just then my mother leaves the room, I hear her grab her bags and leave. I was fast asleep though. I missed out on my chance overnight.