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Day 5- dr. Js thoughts

Dr.js thoughts when Tom is sleeping

He quickly fell asleep. I loved hearing is soft delicate breaths from him. I carried on cradling him and voicing him. Strangely I felt very possessive and protective over him. From the moment I first laid eyes on him, I just couldn't help but love him.
I just love belittling him, I got great satisfaction from just see him realise he hun stumble and realise he's not so though. He's adorable and such an adorable little baby boy. I don't know why I like it? As it's never been my thing I've done before I think it's because I want him, I need him and I want him to want and need me too. Maybe it's a power thing? Just watching his world crumble and be loved for the first time.

I rested him, face down on the bed while I got ready for bed. He twitched and grumbled, lifting 1 of his legs up so he was almost in a semi fetal position. I bent down next to him, staring at his beautiful face. He looked so peaceful. I pulled out of my pocket his pacifier. I rubbed the tip against his lips and he latched on. He made quite kissing sounds as suckled. I smiled. I pushed back his wet hair a little and stroked his cheek. He had the perfect structure. All his features were so defined. His skin was so soft. I wanted this moment of peace for him to last forever. I never wanted him to leave. I stood, looking down at him and placed my hand Imbetween his legs and rubbed his crotch to check if he was wet. He was. I wondered if I should leave him but then he began to shiver, his hair had man the rim of the jumper wet. I stood there thinking what to do. I went to my wardrobe and picked out the white brushed cotton romper I brought for him on my days off. I brought him fluffy white socks aswell. Is it wrong for me to change him? I picked out a medical grade diaper that was thick. I lightly undressed him. He lay on his back, naked, legs flopped to each side. Still peacefully asleep. I got out a few wipes and lightly dabbed at his wet crotch. Conscious not to wake him. I lightly wiped his butt cheeks. I then squeezed out some moisturising cream and rubbed it into my hands first to warm it up. I began lightly rubbing it around his pubic area, penis and then onto his tiny chubby balls. I reached lower and began lightly rubbing it into his scrotum then down to his arse. He wiggled a little, hiccuped and sucked on his pacifier before going back to a deep sleep. I smiled knowing that was a sensitive area. I lifted up his arse with 1 hand a spread the thick crispy diaper under him, making sure it was flat. I dropped his bum onto it. I began lifting up the nappy Imbetween his legs and dropping it again, to make sure it was correctly positioned. I finally lifted the nappy up again creating a crease in the middle. I began pulling off the tap on the straps. I couldn't help look at his perfect outty bellybutton that was so close to his clear cut v lines that were always like arrows guiding you down to his crotch. I could tell his belly was fully as his lower abs had been replaced with a slight bloated tummy. I did up the straps and readjusted them to make them extra tight. I tugged the diaper up and tucked in the messy creases around the edge. The plastic of the nappy was practically see through at this point. His v-lines still being so visible. The padding of the diaper so thick starting at the top of his pubic area, bulging and creasing Imbetween. He rolled over in his sleep. The padding making it's way under and accentuating his arse, it covered it all. The diaper almost see through plastic laying flat against his body. I rolled him back over. He had a small tantrum in his sleep, curling himself into a ball on his back. His face disgruntled. Then relaxed out again. I lifted the top part of his new romper over his head and placed his arms in the long sleeves. It sat tight on his shoulders and was moulded a round his biceps and then went loose on his forearms.  I held the back of his neck, cradling his head and rested it back on the bed. I pulled the rest of the romper down lightly. I lifted his butt with 1 hand while the other grabbed the back of the romper and pulled it down. Both ends of the romper lay slightly below his crotch. I new with the thickness of his diaper it was going to be a squeeze. I began popping the buttons together in between his legs, he moaned and spat out his dummy.

"What are you doing?" He said groggily

I rested 1 knee In between his legs and leant forward. I grabbed his pacifier. He was babbling.

"Bu....du...mmm" he said with his watery mouth open

I slowly leaned forward pressing my thigh against his crotch. He will know I'm in charge. He looked innocent and surprised. His mouth a jar.

"Bu....du...." I mocked "du...mmm shhh little man" I smiled while pushing his pacifier back in his cute little mouth.

He flopped his head back breathing heavy. I stroked up his sides and up his arms, leading them above his head then pinning him.

"Are you my little baby?" I asked in a condescending higher then normal pitched voice.

He lay there shocked. I pressed my knee into his crotch me. Making him feel my presence. His long black eyelashes blinking slowly before His eyes centred  inwards slightly, I knew he was cumming his diaper a little. I smiled.

"Your cute"

I let go and carried on buttoning him up. The white romper being a beautiful contrast to his fair skin and black hair. His romper strained over his fat nappy. Toms legs spread unable to shut them. His arms still placed above his head. I placed his new big fluffy socks on. He sucked gently on his pacifier. His big green eyes still looking so relaxed. He was perfect.

"There he is, my baby"

I slowly unbuttoned my shirt. My biceps were huge. My arms covered in tattoos and scars like toms too. He sat up, his mouth open, his pacifier fell out. He reached his hand up and touched the scars.

"Did you?" He asked

"Ye" I replied "no 1 loved me or looked after me when I was a kid"

Instinctively I picked him up. We just stared at each other. Feeling the tickley tension between us. He had a new appreciation and understanding for me. We slowly slipped into a kiss. It was slow, passionate, nothing else seemed to matter.