The Diaper Days: It Begins

Chapter 3

I woke up the next morning finding my father changing me on the changing table. Fuck! I missed my chance! I knew I should've stayed up. I'm stuck here until tonight. I have one more chance to get out.
"Da da?"
"Yes baby?"
"Diapey wet?"
"It was both stinky and wet! You don't know that though do you? Babies potty their pants into diapers."
My father wasn't the best person for saying things nicely. It's something I have to deal with on a daily basis. Once I'm changed, my father takes me to the car with my diaper bag and stroller, which was slightly bigger for kids and a big blanket we used to use for picnics.
"I'mWe are going to see some animals today! We are going to the zoo baby!"
I just put the pacifier in my mouth and giggle at my father shaking and jumping around like a chicken. I have the zoo right where I am. My father then puts shorts that made my diapers stick out and a onesie to cover my diaper and act as a T-shirt. It said "Daddy's Little Baby Boy" on it.
"I'm not wearing that!" I pulled my pacifier seeing my father pull my clothes out.
"Do you need a spanking before we leave? Put your pacifier back in your mouth."
I can never win. I just did as I was told and ended up wearing what he took out for me to wear.
"Sorry baby. I had to change you in the car because I forgot I put the clothes inside the diaper bag."
I'm just in shock and my neighbors who go to school with me saw me dressed as a baby as they were walking to the bus. Now my life is ruined. I started to cry, bursting into tears.
"Someone is sleepy today. It's okay I got your ba ba right here. Here sweetie!" My father handed my bottle as he strapped me in a car seat that fit me, strangely. I start drinking my bottle and shortly I fell asleep on the way to the zoo.
As we arrive, me still asleep, my father parked the car and puts me in the stroller with my stuffy lion, bottle, diaper bag was underneath where I sit, and my blankey. I already had my pacifier in my mouth at this point, still asleep.
"One adult and one baby please!"
"$15.00 please!"
"Here you go! Exact $15.00"
"Have a nice day! Enjoy the park!"
I'm still asleep at this point too! All I'm in was my onesie and short shorts that my diaper bulged through. Just then I heard a loud school bus as my father is pushing me across the street to enter the zoo. My school was here! Oh no! I should just go back to sleep and play it off.
"Hey baby! You have a nice nappy?"
Shit! Too late! I'm spotted by my father and he said it so loud I tried to play it off as I fell back asleep, literally.
"Ohhh baby! You are too cute!" My father said loudly.
Just as I was asleep, my teacher comes to my father and sees me.
"I see Simba is going through psychological issues."
"My son has a wetting issue as well as being cared for. He is simply regressing as a baby and he loves this. He likes being a baby and he's not hated for it."
"Well Simba isn't allowed at the school if he's to need diapers anyway."
I heard all the kids laughing as I woke up with my eyes still closed. I couldn't deal with it anymore and started to tear up. I just grab my stuffy lion and suck my pacifier and shortly after my father covers me with my blankey. I get snuggled up with my lion and I fall fast asleep.
When I wake up, we were in the picnic area and my father was reading a book. I just laid there awake, realizing I made a stinky during my nap.
"Smells like someone needs a change! Did you have a nice nappy? You must've been tired. Here let's clean you up."
My father lays me down and cleans my up after untaping the diaper and following with wipes on my butt. Just then the school arrives as I was getting a new diaper slid under me. My father quickly powders me then tapes the diaper shut and snaps the onesie, then simply just covering me now with my shorts.
"Look! It's Simba! He's a baby!"
All the kids were making fun of me and I start to tear up. My father gives a smirk to the teacher and puts the food back in the basket and we head back to the car to eat.
"I'm sorry baby. I won't let anyone do stuff like that to you. Let's just go home baby. Maybe we can do something inside."
I was starting to tear up. "But the lions!" I said in a sobby voice.
My father just picks me up and puts me in the car seat and gets me tucked in with my lion and shoved my pacifier back in my mouth.
"I think someone is cranky. Go to sleep baby." My father gives my bottle of milk to me but I just reject it and then he gives me a look and shakes his head. "Okay. You will see what happens when you get home."
I was starting to worry now. What did I do?